I had a feeling that, sooner or later, I would run across them in some vernissage.“Next week?” I called out into the room, counting on the fact th...t she would still hear me wherever she was hiding this time. “Same time, same place?”Dead silence. I wondered if I would show up here next week regardless of confirmation, just on the off chance that there would be a sequel to this – because fuck I wanted that sequel. Also, I really wanted to see that one picture she had drawn of me blindfolded while. I sat after Inna and Grace left, listening to the sounds of the keep. It was either that or slowly drive myself insane with escape plans that would never work. I voted for the latter. There was a sudden commotion buzzing around the keep. It was louder and the energy level jumped up to a sudden level high above what it was only moments before. I stood and looked out the small window. I didn’t see anything at first, but then I saw it. A small band of men, ten maybe, were making their way toward. Her tongue leaves a trail to my inner thigh, I look down and she smiles as she slowly licks all the pre cum off the swollen tip of my cock. She teases my cock with long strokes of her tongue up and down my shaft. I reach behind her head and she engulfs my cock deep into her mouth. The sensation left me weak in the knees. She has one hand stroking my cock as it entered in and out of her mouth. I pull her up and kiss her deeply. I taste my cock on her lips, she hand didn’t let go of my cock as I. Fuck... I mean damn... you look great Cass," Paul shouted over the throbbing beat of the DJs latest selection, Nasty Girl."How appropriate", Cassie thought to herself and started smiling a wicked grin."Thanks..."she shouted back over the bar. "How much do I owe you?" she asked her heart racing at the prospect of seeing her high school crush and actually talking to him."It's on the house" Paul replied despite the disapproving looks from the lead bar tender."Well... then thanks again", Cassie.