It was a good place for a night out although I couldnever have imagined myself out here as I was now, the first thing Inoticed as a got out of the car...was the breeze on my stocking clad legsand up my short skirt. It wasn't that it was cold, in fact it was apleasantly warm evening; it was just that I felt so exposed, almostnaked in such a short flimsy garment.The other thing I realised is just how difficult it is to get out of acar in a little mini-skirt and heels. You have to swing your legs. ’ ‘Now let me see that fist.’ With his tongue, Dan slowly lubricated and slid into that opening. ‘Which did you prefer?’ ‘As if you need to ask. You already know the answer.’ ‘Yes, but I want you to know the answer.’ ‘I obviously preferred what you did.’ ‘What I did was to take my time, gently introducing myself to you, so you could get used to me and be comfortable with my presence. Cindy, this is what I want for us. I don’t want you to spread your legs and tell me to get it over with already.. " Josephine looked at the woman still strugglingto throw herself into the collapsed building."Momma?" A small child no more than five stood safely off to the side ofthe burning building."Louis" The young woman screamed, breaking free of her captors andrunning over to the child. Soon she began to thank all of thefirefighters who just stood around looking very confused.The firefighter with the white hat kneeled by his side then motioned toone of the paramedics. "Who rescued you, sweetie?" An. . even false lashes ... lipstick, blush and lip liner."There's my whore," you say, studying your work. "Tell me, what's youname?"I stammer, nothing firm coming to mind."I'll just grab the razor, here, and start taking swipes at youreyebrows until you decide."Nooooooo... that won't go over well at work!"Um, Melinda," I reply quickly."No, not whorish enough. Not porn star enough."I feel the razor pull out a few hairs.I throw out a few more names, begging you to stop, but finally we justsettle on.