Like, the sexual power of a horse's cock comes to mind, you know?" You mean like me slipping it into the ass of that waitress? The one with the beauti...ul butt?"Perhaps because Jean knew that I'd never "slipped" it into anything, save my hand, she gave me a puzzled frown. She replied, "I guess so... something like that... not real, but sexy and powerful. Like, I don't really want a horse's dick, but I like the thought of it... it gets me wet. Does the thought of you doin' it to that girl's. But now, you need to get up there and get yourself all cleaned up and dressed too. You need to go out and have some fun. I mean it now. It'll be an adventure for you. Come on; lighten up. Okay?" she said. I returned to watching the game. And, yes, I was pouting so fucking shoot me. My stomach was roiling. I got up and went over to the mini-bar to get a glass of water. When I turned around she had her purse over her shoulder. "Conrad, really, go out, okay?" she said. "No," I said. And like the. “There is something about you that I don’t see in anyone. When you touch me its like lightning on my skin that shoots through my entire body.” he said looking down at me as we danced. “Are you for real or is this what you say to all the girls you try to take home.” I retorted halfway looking up at him. The look in his eyes at my words was a look of hurt and confusion. “No it’s not what I say to all the girls. I know I have a reputation but it’s not what everyone makes it out to be. I don’t just. My eye fell on a couple of teenagers snogging and happily enjoying each others company, they were back packing and she reminded me so much of my first love of my life, Chrystal, from so long ago, and I wondered what ever happened to her. Her boyfriend was beautiful too, the sort of guy I might have made a play for myself as a girl, tall and lean, with shock blond hair, like hers and I wondered about them having sex, as horny women do.Eventually I had to make a move. I had bought a couple of.