Her now felt an overwhelming and inexplicable hungerand need for release that was even more intense then the molten flames that were fast consuming he... from within. Her body no longer had a mind of its own. Intoxicated with pleasure, her fevered body responded to every minute flick of Raj’s teasing tongue as it slowly but surely subcumed to the hedonistic pleasure. She shut her eyes and gritted her teeth, trying to mentally block out the intense flames that were fast consuming her from. "We carried on making out for some time, then I think he was somewhatreluctant to say it but he said, "I'd better get you home, you'refriends will be wondering where you've got to."Smiling and enjoying a final long passionate kiss I told him, "I doubtit I'll probably be the first home."As we drove home I was lost in my thoughts, then I realised he wastalking to me. "Sorry," I said I was miles away."Thinking about me I hope," he answered, all I did was smile at him. "Isaid" he repeated that. Drenched, I arrived at the door and I rang the bell. Nothing happened the first time but the second time an attractive blond lady arrived at the door. She looked at me and laughed but I explained my situation. As I looked like a drowned rat she said that I should get changed and dry and then we could organise some help. I was cold so this sounded appealing. Now inside I realised how attractive Annie was as we chatted away. I asked her what I was going to change into as my clothes were good for. You do NOT ever want to get on the IRS ‘shit list’. You would not believe the powers they have to get their hands on your money, and once they even get the slightest impression that you’re trying to hide something, then they’ll be thru your affairs with a fine toothcomb – and they’ll come back every year until they decide to go and hassle someone else. You may never get off of their shit list. (Unless of course you’re a politician, or a corporation, or you’ve ‘got friends’. Then the IRS doesn’t.