It slightly indented her skin, but didn’t penetrate. She pulled it back, then slammed it into her arm, hard. That bent the tines. She handed it to B...th, who straightened it out.“You know this is going to be a real pain in the ass. Now, we’re going to have to figure out how to make a costume for her,” Margie complained. If I hadn’t heard the pride in her voice, I would have almost thought she was serious.“I ... may be able to assist with that,” Mike said. “I can print off a list of chemicals. Or ride you in your chair. Exes bring excitement and danger with just enough of the known and comfort and security of a past love to really arouse and stimulate me. I’ll tell you a secret, papi. There isn’t an ex in the world who couldn’t get into my panties, no matter how hard or bad the break-up was. As far as I’m concerned, if we’ve dated for any significant length of time, no matter who else we’re with, I’m your booty call.“That’s the truth, not bullshit at all, honey. Plain and simple. You. Looking down you see Cate’s name flashing across your screen once more and you contemplate your next move. Do you answer it and see what near-impossible thing she wants this time? Or do you leave it and let it go to voice mail? You quickly decide to continue ignoring her and you knock back the last of your drink before reaching to pour yourself another.The intrusive sound of your mobile phone eventually fades and you quickly fall back into relaxation. You close your eyes and let your mind. "You wanna dance with me," she said. I nodded. I don't think I was altogether with it at that point. She kinda led me out onto the dance floor and we—well—danced, and that pretty close.Sylvia claimed to be a retired secretary. She had blond hair and a near perfect complexion. A little paunchy in the middle, but great looking tits and ass. We started off a little tentative, well I did, she, on the other hand, was totally in control of herself.Some four minutes later as the song ended, we'd made.