.." Hah!" she laughed, interrupting his obvious lie. "Do you really want us to travel down that road, Pops? Let me guess. It's Gloria, the waitress at...the diner. She's been flirting with you for years. No? Then it's got to be Mrs. Steiner. She lost her husband a few years back, and Mrs. Steiner needs to be married to feel whole. No, it can't be Mrs. Steiner. Criminy, she'd marry a lizard if one asked. How about... ?" She paused when an idea formed. "It's possible, I guess, not likely, but. My big head was out of commission, the little one firmly in control! My hands slid around and cupped her breasts (hmmm .. B cups I surmised) while my loins pressed my hard-on into her firm but fleshy ass! I sensed a slight reluctance from Jill even after feeling her relax and hearing her sighs of satisfaction. Decidely past the point of no return (isn't that peculiar how quickly that arrives sometimes!) I slipped one hand inside the front of her thin cotton sweats, over her flat tummy until my. I wouldn’t have said heavy, but he was close to it for his height. It didn’t matter because we really hit it off. We danced and talked the night away. He was very soft-spoken and I had to lean in close to hear him over the din of the club. At one point, when I leaned over, he licked my ear. A shiver went through me and I knew this wasn’t going to be a sexless business trip!He said what I felt were the magic words, “Time to go back to your hotel, baby!”Who was I to argue with a force of nature?. 'The officer looked at her for a second, shook his head and replied, 'Yeah right ... Magic Penis, my ass... !'The rest, as they say, is history...This will make sense to Canadians...The kids filed into class Monday morning. They were all very excited. Their weekend assignment was to sell something, then give a talk on salesmanship.Little Sally led off. "I sold Girl Guide cookies and I made $30" she said proudly. "My sales approach was to appeal to the customer's civil spirit and I credit that.