He took a sip and he indulgedin eye rolling and lip smacking which might have been comical in anyoneelse. I sipped mine and the smoky taste of the whi...ky worked it's usualmagic for me."Sir, it is always a treat for me to drink this with you. It issumptuous, isn't it?" sumptuous, that's a lovely word to describe it. I will usesumptuous in the future." He rolled the word around a couple of timesto get used to it, and I could picture him using it to impress his Thaifriends."Now, to business,. I day dream about writing. but i do want to make a connection. i hope someone picks this up. i'm trying to make you see, be here with me. naked on my chair. i want it to be real for you. i'm hard, on and off. my asshole is so aroused from the cold wood chair. my arm pits are a little sweaty. i like writing about my biggest turn ons. in great detail. but maybe you want to hear something real? there's plenty of that. i can write now. i have time. this is my voice. i hope you like it. tell me. and. I stood to leave, and then asked how she would get home. Her answer surprised me.“My coachman has orders to meet me at the Duomo - the cathedral, after Vespers.”I took my leave of her in the English manner of a handshake.For the next two days I had a full and exhaustive tour of Firenze, and in the course of her showing me around the city learned a little of Signora Claudia Garibaldi’s history.She was born in Padua, to the wife of a professor at the university, and had inherited the high. My cock was out and hard and I was rubbing just a little when the woman turned to face me. (I hadn't really gotten a good view of her face up to this point but now I could clearly see. She was about 30 years old with dark hair. She was short, maybe 5 feet even, with a nice little body. She was thin with firm looking B cups and very pretty. I couldn't see her pussy but I believed she was shaved as I could see up to the top of her slightly spread legs and I could not see any obvious hair.) She.