"Come over for dinner when you have it figured out.I want to hear all about it. How does poached salmon, steamedturnips and raspberry sorbet sound to ...ou?" Once again she offeredher hand. This time I leaned down and pressed my lips to the silkknuckles of her glove."I can almost taste it." I said.She blushed warmly as she walked to the door."Good luck, Mr. Wayne. Now please remember, I'm expecting ablow-by-blow account."With that, she was gone. I walked over to the window and watchedas she got. You're the highlight of their lives. You make them feel desirable and appreciated and loved. You let them feel pleasure like they never felt. They need your strength. You've got to fight through whatever it is. You can't succumb. Be strong. Do it for me. You owe me. I created you. I gave you life. I've always supported you. I never asked you to do anything for me. I'm asking you now to honor your debt. Promise me you won't ruin your life; you won't succumb to your weakness; you won't hide. Dangly, with areola like chapel hat pegs. Solid, big, plenty to suckle on when you could reach them, which I couldn’t.Currently the lady they belonged to - Julie - had me embedded in her at one end and was dangling them either side of my neck. Sensuous, teasing and in time to my gentle flexing in the other end. Both of us, sap rising, close to nirvana. It broke seconds later for her and as her sex clamped down on me she took me with her as well - both of us screaming as the wave broke.However -. Why would you choose that?”“They’re shark teeth. Rows and rows and circles and swirls of shark teeth.” PeeGee grinned like a shark herself. “Goes all the way up his arm, half his torso and down his leg. Even covers one cheek of that rock hard ass of his.” She rolled her eyes like a teenager and gave an exasperated sigh. “Not that he’ll show that part to me.”I scowled at PeeGee, then looked over at her friend. “I didn’t really choose them, the artist decides what you get, based on who you are.