And why would you enter into something with the intention of it becoming serious before trying them out first? Even if they were fine as fuck, they mi...ht be a total dud in the bedroom and who can be bothered sticking around for that? So it was just easier to call it what it was. A casual hook up. It would only end up in conflict when a fight over who got to call the shots would ensue – the cue she knew meant they wouldn’t submit – clarifying that her interest in them would fade soon. He had closed the door, and there was no handle on the outside. Then she sat, took her boots off. The pantihose needed to go. On impulse she also took her knickers off and put both things in a coat pocket. Still no trace of the man. She drank a little tea and put her boots back on. Then she un-hooked the bra and removed it without taking her sweater off. She could see him inside now. She left the black bra over the back of a chair. She knew that he would see it there. Then she spiked her tea. Das machen sie doch sicher auch so oder?", ich meinte es ernst. Er zögerte blickte sich um nickte dann, "Ja schon aber sowas geht nicht.". "Pah und wie das geht!", sagte ich während ich mein Verbandspflaster vorsichtig abzog. Er sprang auf und wallte schon protestieren da kam ich ihm hinterher und legte ihm einen finger auf die Lippen, drückte ihn gegen die Wand der Krypta und öffnete ihm die Robe wo sein pralles Glied schon wartete. "Den rest müssen sie nun schon machen Exzellenz!", sagte ich. And you’re right, but I thought I could beat it,” he admitted with more of a grimace than a grin.“Hey! What did I tell you about that whole macho, manly crap?” Setting the dressing supplies on the counter by the sink, she turned and approached his bed. “What are you at?”“About a six, maybe a seven,” he conceded sheepishly.“Where?”“The usual – my leg, mostly.”“You push the button? Hey, don’t give me that look,” she challenged when he rolled his eyes at her. “You’re the idiot who didn’t tell me.