So I suppose it's a bit like kissing, then, isn't it? she speculated, onlymore tangy.Yes, that's right. Kissing's nice, isn't it?It certainly is.It su...denly struck her that just as he had never in his twenty years ofmarriage tasted pussy, in his entire life Derek had never once tasted hisown semen, not even once just to try it. It had never occurred to him to doso. That struck her now as extremely odd.I wonder why I never even tried it? she pondered. It smells a bit likebleach; did I think. ....?" Difficulty "I don't understand this fucking business!" Despair "Fucked again..." Pleasure "I fucking couldn't be happier." Displeasure "What the fuck is going on here?" Lost "Where the fuck are we." Disbelief "UNFUCKING BELIEVABLE!" Retaliation "Up your fucking ass!" Denial "I didn't fucking do it." Perplexity "I know fuck all about it." Apathy "Who really gives a fuck, anyhow?" Greetings "How the fuck are ya?" Suspicion "Who the fuck are you?" Panic . "I can't wait to go out tonight," stated Julie whilst she held her warmcup between her two hands. "It's been much too long since I went out andgot properly hammered!" she laughed.Charlie winced as she said this. He had no idea that Julie was the typewho would drink. After all she was only sixteen, two whole years awayfrom being able to do it legally. Frankly, he was a little shocked butat the same time he didn't care. There were way too many aspects ofJulie that he admired to account for a. Arlen Morton had had to take his wife outside as she had been loudly complaining about everything from the heat of the room to the caliber of the champagne, he was embarrassed for those surrounding them to hear her diatribe and had taken her away to let her whine for a bit in private. As they came back in, Arlen could hardly get over the fact that the elegant young woman by the door was the woman he’d thrown away for the shrew that he found himself married to. While Monique had been all.