. Ah, yes—there's one thing that you will miss—the great liberator, THE PILL!(Again, the guys love this line)Michael: No doubt you realize that t...e pill was a male invention?Amy: I'm painfully aware of that (starts to weep)Michael: Of course, you liberated women will always insist on your two choices—YES and NO! But, if you say NO to me, there's nobody around here you can say YES to.Amy: (In my face) All of that is absolutely true. I can live without sex, easier then I can live without sexism.. “None before you.”She gave me a look as if to mean I know what you do here.“So what do you want me to do since I lost the bet.”“I want you to undress fully. I want to see you naked.”She was stunned. Even I was stunned that I was courageous enough to say this on the first go.“I can’t do that here. I will show you a pic from my phone.”“No, no, I don’t want a pic. I want my eyes to capture every little detail of your body.”My lust for her had completely overtaken my reasoning powers. I kept on. It was getting late and they both had to work in the morning so Pat went back to her own room, but before she left she kissed him on the lips and the kiss lasted about five minutes and they ended up back on the mattress with her dressing gown off, rolling around on the mattress kissing and cuddling with their legs and feet intertwined. she could feel his big cock rubbing against her and she wanted it so much, but she knew it wasn’t the right time.Then she said, “no not here, lets save it until. Left foot. Right food. That was the gist of it. But the monotony of running was about to come to an end. By then, I was breathing pretty hard, so I almost did not hear it. What was that? I wondered as I strained to listen. Unfortunately, there was just the silence of the city. Which is to say there was the honking of cars and the occasional cry of teens partying. But the sound I had heard was neither. It was&hellip, Then I heard it again. A dogs bark. But unlike the first, this one sounded a.