I take a step towards him pointing my finger at him, quickly he takes two steps towards me, I back up against the office supply door. He edges slightl... closer, I feel the heat from his body, my heart racing a little. He observes me for a while; his hands reach past my hips grabbing hold of the door handle. I stumble back into the small room; he catches me, quickly pulling me towards him. Our lips touch, his are soft, as I get lost in his arms his tongue explores my mouth. His hands dragging. " I looked at her, one eyebrow raised while she turned to the breakfast bar."They call this breakfast?" Louise asked me a few minutes later as she walked back to where I was sitting. She was wearing the same clothes as yesterday and still not looking pleased. If it were possible, she looked less rested than I felt."Well, that is what they are calling it, but I don't think I would find anyone that would agree with them," I replied folding the paper and standing up. "Personally, I think we can. Bad!” “You get horny when you get a tattoo? That is bizarre as hell. Why?” “Fuck, I don’t know. I only have a few tats but after I got them I was very excited. I think maybe the adrenalin rush from the pain. I just got my tongue pierced last Saturday.” “Oh yeah?” I queried while pulling into the dance club parking lot. “So what do you like to do with your mouth?” “Oh, I like oral! I love to roll my tongue around the head of a guy’s cock and then. I told her that was the only days I would wear any. She made a humming sound and worked down my legs, all the time telling me how her boyfriend made her feel good, she told me about him licking her between her legs, and how he fingered her to a couple climax's. When she went down my right leg she massaged the out side of it, when she started to work her way back up, she was working the inside of it, and was opening my legs for her hands to knead my.