"And did you... ?"When we were dancing I could feel his thing growing," Devlin said, smiling at the memory. "You know how that is." Yeah. Sometimes I ...ike to push myself against the guy and see how big I can make it."Devlin laughed. "You're a hopeless tease. This one felt like a leg. It kept growing and growing, and after a while I was afraid it would rip his pants or something." I've noticed that happens a lot to you, Devlin. You know some of them aren't dancing with you, but with your boobs.". Now that I have seen your reaction, yes."She stood and began to walk to one of the perimeter booths and as we neared it, the bartender was walking away, having left a new bottle of wine and, to my surprise, a glass of my preferred drink, Crown Royal on the rocks. I had never told Michelle that it was my preferred libation, and had only shared the bottles of wine on our one night together."How did he know what I drink?" I told him." How do you..." Never mind that. There are lots of things that I. Each chapter is somewhat lengthy and detailed and it is my hope that such detail will provide a richer experience for you readers as you truly get an intensive look inside Rachel’s head. Further, the stories are written in an intended order and it is highly recommended that you read them as such. Obviously, you are free to proceed as you please and I’m grateful that you would read any of them at all. But you will get a much fuller and more rewarding picture if you follow the stories along their. Fine with me.~~~~~The dinner was winding down. I had been seated at Hans’ left hand, while Kristol was seated at his right. Hans behaved condescendingly, as if he were giving his teenage intern a big treat, but wanted to make sure she was safe. He spent a fair amount of time chatting with Kristol, as well as the other guests, but hardly spoke to me.When Hans was talking with other people, Kristol seemed to take quite an interest in me and worked hard to put me at my ease as I was just a silly.