”“Oh. I knew there was runny or cloudy honey and I knew that bees made them, but I didn’t know they were actually the same stuff. Are you a food...chemist then?”David laughed aloud, “No. My father kept bees, that’s how I know about honey. However,” a certain sternness crept into his voice, “whenever I give a little talk like that one I don’t expect to have to repeat it. From time to time there will be an exam on what I have taught you.”Wendy was momentarily frightened by the tone of voice until. She continued to balk and I decided that while Ron kept trying to have her suck his cock, I would turn my attention to her other end and I quickly moved off the bed and went down to her legs. I could see her nicely cropped pubic hair and I took hold of her legs and parted them as I climbed back onto the bed. I lowered my head down and at first, ran my tongue over her pubic hair before I moved over to her cunt lips and started to lick and suck on them. She tried to thrash about, but with Ron. Finally, when I thought everything was going so well, Reese brought up the subject I least wanted to talk about.“What was your boyfriend like?”I looked at my plate, the contents of my stomach threatening to make another entrance. “He was ok,” I hedged, hoping that would be enough. It wasn’t.“Just ok?” Reese asked, gazing at me intently.“Yeah,” I said. “He was nice most of the time. Sometimes he’d get really jealous though.” Reese looked startled and I hurried to ease his mind. “James never hurt. But I couldn't stop thinking about last night and this morning so I drew it to get it out of my system. But it didn't work and now I'm a day behind on the plans for a bed and breakfast." She continued as she stood up and put her arms round me. I kissed her soft lips and felt the urgent need in her - a need that matched and complimented my own desire to be close, no - to be inside her."I don't know, maybe if you show the owner that picture and he would probably give you more time." I.