suck… please… There was a very quiet humming noise coming from her mouth. Being in public school she had the same classes every day. A large bowl of corn niblets with a serving spoon an a plate with celery and carrot sticks finished off the bounty of food on the table. I had given up on how everyone seemed to know who I was, but I had no idea who they were. I hope to be able to write stories that are interesting and believable. on… “So… She had one leg on the couch, bent at the knee, her foot tucked under her other leg as it hung down over the side of the couch to the floor. “Will you please stop now?” she asked quietly. “Yes… I found myself feeling the coils in her hair, gently lifting them and letting them fall down as I caressed the amazing texture in my fingers. I took the opportunity to drink some juice too. Please, don’t stop again unless I ask you to.”
“As you wish”, I whispered. I know most people in town to see them, but I’m not allowed to look through the pharmacy records. Much, much better” she purred. As I slowly opened her skirt, a shiver ran through her. She grinned outrageously and said, “And your hands should be registered as
