Her taste was good. The slight musky flavor with a hint of sweetness that can't quite be described. The taste of every woman is different, but they al... have some simularities. Hers was the best I had tasted in a long time. Not since my ex wife had first slept with me had I tasted something so sweet.I wondered briefly if the other women in the office would be able to satisfy my urges. I was a little older than them, sure, but I made up for my age with my experience. Not that I was that old, I. She is often smiling and having fun with people and I frequently see her in large groups being social. She has an extremely athletic body and gets frequent attention from men, but she tends to stay away from aggressive guys and rarely flirts. It’s kind of funny to watch guys come onto her, only to see them fail time and time again.Saturday night, however, she had made a remark to me about how attracted she was to one of the younger guys at the competition that we attended, which I was. ”Eric nodded and frowned as he pulled out and opened his wallet. This was his own fault, not the water pipe, but the lease. He knew Jordan’s credit would not have been good enough to get on the lease, but the man needed help so he did what he always did, and now this. “Sure here you go I have a few bills I can give you, but it isn’t a hundred.” The older man’s hand closed around the bills and put them in his pocket. “Oh don’t you worry yourself about it, I will be around over the next few. “We shouldn’t have let Heather go first.” Heather wasn’t finished. “And as she walked out of the room, she says to us, ‘Supper’ll be ready in about an hour if y’all are ready to eat by then.’” “She was a strange woman,” Katie added. Becca raised her hand. “Mine isn’t quite that good, but I’ve got one,” she said. “My very first girlfriend in college. We were buck-ass naked, trying out a sixty-nine for the very first time. Thought we were alone. Thought we were going to be alone for another two.