We joked around like we did when we were kids, and I knew our parents could see the difference by the sly looks they kept giving each other. Amateur porn Alice was wearing a similar shaped dress, but in a dark green. Despite all this, I was hoping against hope that each new delivery would be the last, as each day brought my time alone closer to its finish. Jessica was wearing a lovely little blue dress that was long enough to be decent, but still showed off her legs wonderfully. I discovered that I quite enjoyed being drunk. By New Year’s Eve, the feeling I normally enjoyed was completely gone, leaving only a strange sense of loneliness and melancholy. Jessica was due back any day, and she’d have this waiting for her. Within 20 minutes I was half way through my third can. My smiled grew wider. The last two or maybe three years, however, we’d exchanged our ‘gifts’ in secret, almost. Afterwards my Mom took me aside. It tasted nothing like the wine, but it was the same process as I’d applied there, not trying to mask the taste or wish it was something else, but just experiencing it for what it was.
