She might be a bit of aid in my current predicament.Up the climbers, slipping from my short ruffle, barer and barer with each step, I sauntered in the...old room, longing for the old posters and bust of Ludvig and Bach and the brothers. But a click of the light brought a strange bulge beneath the old linens.It revved up, hair atussled and gave me the hardest crease I'd ever sighted."Who the fuck are you?" came a somewhat familiar voice."What the-who are-"Then it faded in, bled in as ol' Mal's. But Dave wasn’t here and I was facing a ‘fantasy becoming reality’ moment that was a little more intimidating that I had imagined. Our drinks were done so I went to the bar for another round. I felt Mick's hand caress my ass as I got up from the booth. It was electric. I had a few minutes to think about it as I stood at the bar and decided that I liked it. Then I felt Mick come up behind me and take my arm. He led me to a corridor behind the bar and pushed me up against the wall. He leaned. I'm going into the bathroom and wash. When I come out I'm going to put on some clothes. How about going upstairs and get me something to wear?" I asked."Sure what do you want?" he asked."Clean tee shirt for one thing, a pair of panties and running shorts will probably work. You might want to get me a regular button up blouse, so my boobs don't stick out," I said."Your boobs are not the problem. It's your nipples," Buddy said with a laugh."After I sign this contract you are going to have to haul. . and now I hadn’t done it with her mother. I was batting a thousand on the negative side for caring about the reproductive health of the O’Malley women.How’s that for a statistic?And “normally” makes it sound like I was fucking women right and left before Val took me off the market. Nothing could be farther from the truth. I had had two girlfriends before her who I felt strongly enough about to enter into that kind of relationship with.But I asked both of them before I did it.Basically, the.