Chewing slowly, she frowned, and swallowed."This pineapple doesn't taste of much." I wouldn't know, I don't like pineapple." You never told me that!"H... shrugged. "I don't mind if you want to eat it. That's why I got pizza with four different quarters." Come to think of it, I've never seen you eat any..." And you won't." Just as well I never put any in anything I cooked. I might have done, you know." 'S okay, I'd just leave it on the plate." Aren't you bothered about offending me?"He looked at. She looked a little tall compared to most women in our community. She was standing at a angle to me so I could she had a nice big set of tits. She didn’t notice me going by on the road but the man did. He moved his hand from under the blanket and give me a little wave. I waved back and continued on to the lake. I spent most of the day fishing and playing with myself. Of course my thoughts were filled with Aunt Shelby, Kay and the new neighbors. I thought what kind of person was I turning. ’ The big man had an American accent. ‘I’m in plastics.’ ‘Really? How interesting.’ Rachel sounded as if she couldn’t have cared less. ‘And what part of the U.S. are you from?’ ‘Atlanta.’ ‘Ah, yes. The home of Coca Cola.’ ‘Yeh.’ The man moved from stool to cushioned seat. ‘You know about that, huh?’ ‘I visited for a while.’ ‘That’s great. Say, your glass is empty. Let me get a refill.’ ‘Oh no, thanks. One is my limit so early in the evening. There’s a lot of drinking time to go before bedtime.’. Sierra went back to me, saying, "I wanna eat you out," with a determined look in her eyes.She moved forward, wrapping her arms around my neck, her eyes zooming from my eyes to my lips and back. I grabbed her hips and gently pulled our bodies together, and she bit her lip eagerly. We kissed again, my hands on her back and her fingers in my hair. Her lips tasted like champagne, a taste I didn't necessarily love, but too wasted to care I swirled my tongue around hers and enjoyed it. Then she broke.