Her Fingernails dig into my ribs, hard, and I arch sharply in response to the pain, hips hammering deeper. Shabana opens her eyes wide open, staring u... at me with a wild woman’s demanding Pleasure, moaning with each wild thrust, demanding that I fuck her ever harder.For many minutes we’re sweating hard, writhing and straining at each other, locked together, frantically pushing harder into her, my movement growing faster and faster, literally slamming us together once a second, the rising. Just a whisper of a desire so forbidden even his eyes went wide. Then a smile appeared. That rakish boy-like grin. ‘Give her a good poke for me! Call her my Valentines Gift to you, my corrupt friend!’ My voice can hardly reach the womanishly high vocal range that his Majesty’s vocals had. Tilting my head, I look down to see a little bat has quietly landed next to my pool of carmine ink and is tonguing the puddle. ‘And give the Queen a poke I did. Just as soon as his Royal Flabbiness departed…’. I get really nervous around women,” he said. “Oh, I remember you getting nervous around girls in middle school, but I always thought it was because you were just a kid,” said Amanda “I still do till date,” he said, “I only agreed to come with you today because we’re going to bar, alcohol gives me a little courage” he added.“Ha-ha, so if I were to get you drunk enough, I might get you to say or do anything, right?” said Amanda“I guess so, but I don’t recommend it,” he replied“I’m just kidding, I. It's certainly weird. But my threshold for weirdnesshas risen pretty high lately."We were bantering, but it was more to fill the gaps in conversation thanour usual playfulness. I've found the best way to de-escalate this kindof situation is to get rid of the source of awkwardness - a riskymaneuver that involved facing the problem head on."I wasn't actually sure you'd want to talk to me, like this," I said."Yeah. The dream - I saw what happened between you and Jenna. Of course." Are you mad at.