‘Are you a warden or a warlock, I mean, waitress?’ Inez teased. ‘No hon’, only men can be warlocks. Women are the witches,’ Antoine offered,...grabbing the remainder of his smashed English muffin and stuffing a ten dollar bill inside Janice’s exposed bra. ‘Adios, Janice.’ He accentuated his farewell by slowly spinning Inez away from the booth and into a hustle figure to the first strains of Yvonne Elliman’s ‘If I Can’t Have You.’ Wrapped in Antoine’s arms, Inez had a 20-second fantasy of their. " It's part of the ritual. He calls me that whenever we're alone. Lissa Brewer is 'Sweetcakes', in public at least.I've barely passed my finals and my mom has just gotten over a bout of strep throat, but that's not what he's asking. I tell him what he wants to hear. "Missed you too, sexy. Got somethin' big for me?" Good thing his sarcasm detector isn't nearly as developed as his deltoids.Don't get me wrong. Reid is sexy, in a good-looking athletic sort of way. I like his body. And he does have. " "I had another man over, his name's Ben I met him a year ago and had completely forgotten about him. He texted me out of the blue asking me what I was upto. I told him wasn't up to much was just about to get in the bath. He said "Do you want someone to scrub your back and towel you off?" I thought about it for 10 mins and then texted back "Go on then." The next bit I'm trying to put in some chronological order from everything she told me and will be in Clare's perspective. He arrived about. ." It was then that I felt John's body press against me, his penis probing my butt crack as he whispered "...Yes, we got him Tony..." Tony had now sized my other arm and was holding me tight against him as John slowly grand his rigid penis into my moist butt crack. I tried to break away but the two of them held me fast. I was pressed between them like a piece of meat between two pieces of bread. I could tell the size of John as his body pressed against me and I knew that Tony was taller than I.