So he picked me up on his shoulder and took me to his bedroom. I was very surprised and asked him what he is doing? He told me he cant let me go back ...ike this and since his parents will be home tomorrow morning, he cant let me sleep in the lounge, so he brought me here. I was drunk at that time that it didn’t sound like a bad plan and thanked him for thinking of me.And then he put me on the bed and started stripping in front of me. I asked him what he was doing and he told me he doesn’t like. You know what I mean. And, yes, I'll explain it to them shortly." As you have hopefully figured out, my muse's name is Lois. I didn't know her name until I was well into my third story, EMMANCIPATION. Yet I was unknowingly under her influence from the beginning. One day, I just HAD to write my first erotic story, The ReDating Game, and I didn't know why. So why did I? Well, I happened to be in a state of questioning my usual left-brain approach to everything. I struggled to box it out of select. Although it should not matter if he snuckoff the bra before he left for the store. He figured it was better totake every precaution since he knew just how devious Princess Dee couldbe.Tom came back in to the room carrying the shirt and prayed that PrincessDee would not make him swap it out for another one. He breathed a sighof relief when she was satisfied with his selection once he pulled iton."Okay Tiffy, you are almost ready to go out for your adventure. Now, Isee that there is a bus stop. He had opened a can of Dinty Moore Stew, and she smelled its fragrance simmering in the kitchen. Darkness covered the room except"You slept for ten hours," he whispered."I was tired," she responded. They were almost nose to nose. He leaned forward touching her lips with his. It was a nice soft kiss that stimulated her mouth. Surprisingly, the kiss felt nice."I must have bad breath," she covered her mouth."Not so," Ed replied. "Not to me anyway."She removed her hand and gave him a smile. "I have.