He grins. "Good idea..." He walks forward, easily clearing the distance between us, placing his hands on either side of my head. He's pinned me to the...door and leans forward, brushing my lips with his. My heart races and he presses his body firmly against mine, kissing me strongly, wrapping one arm around my waist. My breathing comes fast and he lifts my tiny body up, carrying me through the house. I can't help but wrap my legs around his hips and he dumps me onto a large bed."Stay. And..." He. Every day I want you to describe in a fewwords what you've accomplished. But most importantly, every time youdress up, I want it well documented. If you put on a dress and watch TV,write it down. What you're wearing, how it makes you feel. If you dressup to cook your lunch, I want to read about it. Got that?" Yes," I nodded."Good," she said, "If you do a decent job with the novel, we'll do whatwe did today next time I'm here," she winked at me.I smiled shyly, already thinking about her hand. It's just as you described, not overly large but with the right girth to stretch you. I imagine all the times he's buried this shaft inside you. I drop to my knees, freeing it from his clothing. I flick the tip with my tongue just as you described doing it. I take it into my mouth, hoping there is some reminder of you still on it from the last time he fucked you. I work it slow and let my tongue explore each vein.There is no flavor of you but I can't help but think of you in the same. This beauty shouldn't be wasted." I don't know if I could do it."I wondered if Nikki had given him an inclination that we were adventurous."Ok, no pressure my dear. You're our guests. Please be comfortable. Now Nikki tell me again what that rascal Felipe told you about our guest? You know Tim, I've always suspected Felipe was straight and put on the gay act so he could get his hands on the most famous women in Hollywood." Oh Peter, I'm certain Felipe is gay. But yes he showered compliments on.