"So you're the king of assholes then?" Coming from my ex, I'm the King of Assholia."She laughed a little, a very fluttery kind of laugh that seemed to...help calm her down a little. I took this as my cue to move on to the next step."Listen, you still look a little down. Can I buy you a drink or..." Actually, do you have an X?" she said, cutting me offMy heart kind of raced a little. Here was this beautiful girl, not only talking to me, but asking for the one drug that basically IMPLIES that sex. "But I sense something else about you, Ebony. While you're obviously the most powerful girl on the Island, I also sense something about you that's unfulfilled. You're so much bigger than any of the other girls around here, that they're all afraid of you." "You got that right," Ebony said hesitantly. "They all try and treat me with k** gloves, for fear of pissing me off. And even the few that know me really well can't fuck me strong enough or hard enough, so they rarely get me off. It's. She loved seeing others playing with their private parts, and Brenda was especially enjoyable to watch in that she always came so very hard, and in a lot of ways Brenda was like herself, that being in great need of sexual satisfaction! Once when they were having coffee together, both women confided that they needed at least two orgasms a day just to keep the edge off!!! On many occasions Hanna had asked Brenda into her office for a little voyeuristic hand play, and both of them loved seeing the. He was supposed to lip sync and Moiras’ guitar wasn’t supposed to be on, but it came out more realistic to just let them sing and play. He was in a spotlight dead center, and she was sitting just behind him to the left. I was in it. I was one of the guys snapping in time. There was a spotlight on our hands and forearms, the other three guys were stagehands. Every thing was totally dark except the area under spotlight. Moira insisted I be there because I was the writer. I was actually co-writer,.