Me, Carol, and a hundred of our closest friends saw the movie, then got buses back to my home for a pirate-themed party."Getting carried away" must be...an infectious disease, because I seem to have caught it from Julia. It turns out that if you want to have a pirate-themed party, and you want to throw a LOT of money at it, then there's virtually no limit to how spectacular you can make it. I didn't build a replica pirate ship (although we had a couple of large models floating in the pool), or do. I withdrew from her lips and said, "Chris, why don't you pick one of those girls already?" It seemed to awaken him from a deep trance because he flinched. I'm not that scary a person, for Christ's sakes. He looked up at the girl who had been eyeing his meat. She had moved closer to him and was now standing less than a foot away from him. He hadn't seemed to notice. Good girl. She went to him, and they embraced much like I had with the chick on my lap. "What's your name?" I asked her, looking. Also, as she was massaging my back she would place one of her legs up next to my hands, which she had d****d over the edge of the massage table. I would caress her legs as she massaged my back. She did this a couple of times, from both sides, and then I started to run my hand farther up her leg, until she motioned for me to turn over.She made no attempt to cover up my cock, as most others would have, and in the dimly lit room I could see her eying my now hardening cock (over 7") which I am sure. How can we ever be happy when we are so different?’ Trish wrapped Adeeana in her arms, ‘I asked the same question from Brock before we got married. He said that life was a balancing game and that for each life we saved from the gods another had to be exchanged.’ Adeeana pondered the words rolling them around in her mind…she wanted it to be true, but nothing in life could be that simple. From where she stood all she could see was that her lifemate excelled in the art of killing and that was.