You tell me to make sure I clean up all your cum making me lick and suck your cum off you balls and from around the base of your cock. When you are sa...isfied with the job I have done you tell that I did good for my first time but I will need to practice lots which you tell I will get as you smile. You let me rest between your legs, you reach over beside the chair and pick up a collar and leash. You put it around my beck and then you stand up. You gently pull me up to my feet with the leash. You. It was just plain hard chatting up a woman you'd just met, and getting to know her better was such a hassle. Man, if he only had that damn token... It was sitting in the dirty display window of the rundown curios shop. Just an old brass New York City subway token. Pretty beat-up looking, too, with spots of corrosion and green crud. No, it couldn't be that token, not hardly, but still, it was a token. Dave paid the buck fifty the old geezer behind the counter wanted for it.Sheeit! The guys would. ’ ‘How?’ ‘There was an ad. For a housekeeper. A live-in housekeeper. When you threw her out, I showed it to her. She applied, moved in that night.’ David pondered this. He didn’t know what surprised him more, that Cynthia was living with another man or that she was a housekeeper. ‘So they aren’t dating or anything? She’s not told you anything like that when you’ve talked?’ ‘Nope.’ He was relieved. Why? he thought. Why should I care? She’s out of my life now, right? He felt Alexis unzipping his. She knew that a lot of guys, most guys, found her beautiful. And flirted with her. More than anything it annoyed her. Sure, Elisha had an ego, but she didn't really give a damn how she compared to other people, she knew that she was different. Thankfully, Elisha had met a guy who loved her for being her. Elisha had always imagined herself as being like other women, with a vagina. With a boyfriend who was masculine. But, at the end of the day, Elisha had a penis, and she wasn't totally opposed.