. I mean, if your not busy, maybe I could come over and at least look at the garden... I can't promise..." Do you like Chinese Miss Caravaggio?" What?...Chinese people?" Food. Chinese food. I've decided I'd order Chinese in tonight. I'm alone, can I order for two?" I don't want to cause you" Are you planning on dinner tonight?" Yes," she snickered."Do you have any prior engagements or better prospects?" No and none," she said, laughing now."Hungry?" I teased."Yes sir." Good. I'm on Roosevelt,. Sure that my hand would not encounter any obstructions exploring her from below.Lovely looking Lea stood in front of me, her legs spread wide, inviting me to check her sexy state.Lovely looking Lea told me by the shine in her hungry eyes, how wet she was between her long legs.Lovely looking Lea smiled at me. Asks; "Please interview me anyway you like. I'll be happy to obey"Lovely looking Lea, I invited her inside were I seated her and told of her possible duties for me.Oh boy, as she wasn't. It wasn't so bad. Is it all the way in?"I wished I had a camera to catch the expression on her face when Denise told her I had barely started. I was a little worried, myself. I felt like my pecker was being squeezed in a pair of vice-grips. I started moving back and forth as slowly as I could. The deeper I got, the wider her eyes opened. By the time I was all the way in, I could barely control myself. I had to stop and concentrate for a minute before I lost it. Again, that seemed to take care. ‘So good luck, young man, but watch yourself. I fear this is not just some mild neurosis or depression to be cured by drugs. I believe you have a genuine adversary here.’ This cast a whole new light on the problem. In simplest terms, Gerta was not interested in new lovers because she already had one, a very powerful, fulfilling lover, and one not easily discouraged. Gerta and Casey met for coffee. He hardly knew how to address the problem. ‘Gerta, your friends, your sisters think you need to.