" I teased her clit with the tip of my tongue. She put both hands on my head and pulled me hard against her and began grinding against my face. I pull...d back after a bit and teased her with my tongue, waiting for her to speak. When she really gets going she tends to wrap her legs a around my head and I can't hear anything. "Are you sure?" she breathed. It was nighttime, but not completely dark and I could see she had her head back against her pillow. Her brow was furrowed in concentration, hair. ’ ‘That’s too sad to think about,’ she replied. ‘And you know that I don’t like sad endings.’ ‘But that’s what we face, Darling. Sometimes this feels like, oh, I don’t know, like jumping from a plane without a chute, it’s a fantastic rush until it ends.’ ‘That’s a terrible thing to say!’ Holly said, stopping and letting go of his hand. ‘You’re right. Okay, poor analogy,’ he said, noticing the sad look on her face. ‘But, Baby. We both knew going into this, that it wouldn’t last, that it couldn’t. When I saw Clark Street, I realized I was only a few blocks from Blue Chicago, a small but well-known blues bar I’d visited a few years earlier. It wasn’t quite 8:30 pm, and I knew from my previous experience the place wouldn’t fill up for at least another hour. I could chill out a couple hours, get my bearings and hear some good music in the meantime. I found a parking garage nearby, walked to the bar, and sat down at a table with a Belvedere and tonic to listen to JW Williams Blues Band. A. They only had an hour left and they were the toy dogs."Are you ready to leave yet Henry?" Yes. Someone told me there were some German Shepard puppies available by the RV park. Maybe we could take a look at them before we leave."Oh good. I'd like to do that too." Good. You can help me look. It shouldn't take long."Henry went with me to look. He seemed to know where he was going. When we got near the RV park he said."I'm going to go to that end of the line of tents and look over there. You start.