I don't have anything to do. My parents are away for the weekend so I'll be going home to an empty house." Sure." I replied.Ala got into the front sit...of my car and started fiddling with the air-conditioning. She was feeling the heat. Her white sleeveless jersey was soaked with perspiration. Her dark black pony-tied hair was unkempt and a couple of strands fell over her brown eyes. The yellow shorts went higher up in the car seat. The strong sunlight seemed to dance on the fine hairs on her. "Well, I personally doubt that. It is my belief that you have been over-indulging, you are late, you appeared washed-out and tired. I detect a case of over-indulgence."Holmes's eye widened, "Ahem, over-indulgence in what Hove?" he asked, in a whisper."That damnable pipe Ned, you imbibed and lost all track of time. Probably spent the night on some cold, hard park bench - most unsatisfactory."Holmes sighed. "Brighton your powers of deduction are a near match for your bravery." Thank you Holmes, I. Bill casually walked over to the sideboard where a bottle of Shiraz wasopened and poured two glasses."So what do you call yourself, I can't keep calling you Mick while youstand before me looking so femme and I have to say downright sexy."Michele was more confused than she had ever been in her life."Err Michele; that's what I call myself," she whimpered."Come sit," Bill patted a seat on the couch and offered a glass of wine.Stunned, Michele sat on the couch, demurely pulling her hem down. We closed our bar tabs and went outside to catch a cab. They were staying at the Wynn. The cab was a minivan that had two rows of seats. I sat in the back row and they both sat in the row in front of me. The ride took a few minutes due to traffic. During the ride they both made out with each other the entire time. At one point, she reached her hand back to me. I held her hand while she continued to make out with her bf. This was an incredibly intimate experience that made me rock hard. I'm sure.
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