’ ‘Yeah… well, its a girl thing, isn’t it.’ ‘Better than an anal orgasm?’ ‘Different,’ she chuckled. ‘So totally different.’ ‘...o pretend I’m paying you a thousand an hour.’ ‘Are you just turning me into your slave for your own benefit?’ ‘What does it feel like?’ She contorted her face in cute concentration. ‘It doesn’t feel that way.’ ‘Ok… go with your feelings. I could say, ‘trust me’ but that wouldn’t mean anything.’ She did trust him, half way, however screwed up that was. Even after the. With her backpack filled with Juvenile worm parts still attached to the travois, Ki Jung pulls it behind her down into the Inn’s dining room where she gets her breakfast. When Valorie brings her, her breakfast, Ki Jung notices that she seems different. She appears a little younger. Her face seems smoother, her step lighter.“Good morning, Ki Jung. Did you sleep well,” asks Valorie as she brings Ki Jung’s morning meal over. This meal is much more substantial than usual.Without missing a beat, Ki. When I got there he said Steve Just was going to meet us up in the woods above some of the houses that were under construction. I said fine but what were we going to do? He said I would find out soon enough.First, we had to stop at a neighbor’s house and pick something up. The “something” turned out to be a Playboy magazine which I quickly surmised we were going to look at up in the woods with Steve Just. I had known Steve a couple of years but not real well. I was about to get to know him. “Oh my God, come here.” she whispered, her face turning red.She reached over next to her grabbing her tee shirt, then softly but gently wiped her orgasm off of my face.“I’m so sorry, I forgot to warn you about that.” she giggled.I pushed the tee shirt away, tossing it to the floor. I looked deeply into her eyes, my face only inches from hers.“I love it, you taste wonderful.” I whispered, pressing my lips to hers.She quickly responded to me, her tongue all over my lips and mouth. She was tasting.