By then, one of the men watching had bent down to pick up the ball that was rolling towards him. He was almost in front of Mandy, bent over and gettin... a great view of her slit and clit, which was engorged after her orgasm.“Can you put it back in for me?” Mandy asked.Dennis wasn’t sure who that question was directed to but he wasn’t concerned when the customer’s hand went to Mandy’s pussy and pushed the ball back in.“That’s nice, thank you sir.” Mandy said then walked the rest of the way to. She’d last seen this beautiful cap the afternoon of December 18, 2014. Gunther had promised to return it. Like that ever happened, she thought.Carrying the cap to the control console, she placed it carefully atop Leda’s hand-written lexicon on the shelf below. Young-Rebecca might, or might not need it in 3089, Causal Expression, et. al. She glanced at the clock floating above the gate: 9:18 pm: 2 minutes to go.“Siri, this level is completely clear?”“Yes, Rebecca.”“How is Arma?”“Her stress level. I was praying she would leave it. There was no fucking way I could last that long in that moist steaming cauldron of her sexy mouth, so hot and moist, tight ... Stop it, you idiot! You'll lose before you start!"OK. When do you want to lose?" she asked simplyOh, shit I'm a goner. Maybe if I go jack off for a month solid..."Right now. But I can't lose," I said with false bravado.Her head snapped up so fast, I thought she would get whiplash. She knew, she could bloody see the condition I was in. I had no idea that teenage girls were like this. Teenage boys, yes. I’d been one, once. I knew all they thought about was sex. But girls? That was new to me.So what could we do that would distract Kate from her mission of getting me inside her pants?Food. That was it. Food. Kate loved food. If I could give her a day where she experienced some good food, maybe she’d forget about the other things she wanted to experience. We’d go across the border into Quebec, find some markets, try some cheeses,.