Yeah," she said in her most vixen of voices. "You on that bike. ... I love those jeans. ... So sexy. Yeah, I'll wear that... Not sure how long I can s...raddle you on the back, though. Hmmmm, ha. .... Sounds good. I'm hopping in the shower now. Yes, great. Love, you. Mwah."And with that, she hung up the phone and removed her foot from my face, crossing it toward her to look at the sole."What have you been doing?" said to me. "Snap it up, bitch! I've got to get ready."She put her foot roughly on. And at eight pm he had knocked on her door, their door, wearing a black suit and carrying a white rose. A limousine in the street behind him. And now she stood one hand holding a flute of champagne the other reaching for and playing with her necklace. She knew he was not interested in these sort of parties, but he did it for her. She knew he didn't have to do this, but he still did, he always came up with new surprises for her. She made her way out to the balcony and lit a cigarette,. It was why he always insisted on an ultra femininelook and styling. It also explains why he insists that I regularly visitthe local salon to get my hair and nails done . When I complained aboutthe cost of the regular treatments he told me he'd pick up the bill fromthen on if I'd just continue. I tried to argue with him that it wasn'tnecessary but he wasn't going to change his mind. Consequently everyother weekend I'll spend time getting my nails filled and my hair styledto please him."I showed. . don't," she protested, finally turning her face away."I've wanted do that ever since we did it on the dance floor, Irene." I got my other arm under her and she let me turn her on her side so that she was facing me with all of her body and, when I kissed her again, her arms went around my neck."Please, Joe," she objected, "it's late... you have to go." But this time her mouth had opened and my tongue had begun to explore her moist, oral cavity. And the way her arms tightened around my neck.
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