" Kim was too ashamed to look anywhere but at the carpet. "I said I wanted you to totally wreck my slutty shithole, so you won't ruin my reputation." ...he hoped it would be enough. Sandra's eyebrows rose on her wrinkled forehead. "Ooh... She's so into it!" "You want in on this?" Clare asked with a snort, still absently pumping her arm in Kim's bowels. "Well, I came to discuss the month-end figures, but sure, why not?" Sandra rolled up the sleeves of her brown cardigan, pale, hairy skin bulging. "I'm kind ofanticipating a special night with my lady friend." His hand combedthrough his thick blonde hair. "Could you point me towards thecondoms?" he finished in a hushed voice."Ah..." The man gave him a knowing look. "Aisle twelve. I think you'llfind everything you need there." Thanks," Rick said, and turned to look for the aisle numbers."Hope you have a good night," the man said. He smiled as he strolledaway."Thanks again," Rick said, without looking back.He casually strolled over to where. I was drunk and I don't remember some of the events but what I do remember is as follows:It had been awhile since my ex husband and I had separated. I kept busy with work and friends. A couple of co-workers were having a get together at their place and had invited me to attend. There were several people going so I thought it was going to be like any other hang out; talk with friends and some drinking. When I got there there were about 10 or so people there already, just chatting and drinking.. Mei, when she was Jenny, knew the art of flirting like a tongue knows its teeth, and on an occasion like this, where it was in the person’s own self-interest, she could justify using her old tricks. She knew not to overdue it, that the best tool in the flirter’s toolbox was the simple steady look, not subtle but effective. But it wasn’t time for that yet. Her goal today wasn’t necessarily sex, she simply wanted to reverse the intent of his note yesterday that gently declined her offer. If she.