"That was the best part of the trip," Emily smiled. "Just being out in the wind, looking at all the scenery going by. It makes for some long days, but...we took our time and took the back roads from the other side of South Bend on. It was so neat being out with my Harley on some quiet two-lane highway under those big clear skies." You sure like riding that thing, don't you?" Pikkala smiled."Oh, yes," she grinned. "It was the nicest thing Kevin has ever done for me. I ride it whenever I can. It's. . ? what is it that makes people like you as soon as they meet you? AND makes me, the shyest girl on God’s earth, want to meet you? Want to get to know you so bad that I’m sitting here about to pee in my pants I’m so scared? But I’m even more scared that if I don’t talk to you, don’t tell you about me, I’ll miss a chance to have something ... SOMEONE ... who is important in my life?“Do you wish now that you’d never heard of Moorelands? Do you hate Carol for having a scared little shit of a. You might start to feel a bit uncomfortable with the plug inflated that large, but it won’t injure you. It’s getting you ready for what’s coming next.” She gave my scrotum one last tug and then went to her suitcase. She pulled out something red, black, and lacy and disappeared into the bathroom. The next five minutes started off as glorious. The new discovery of anal pleasure coupled with being bedded by the woman of my dreams. Glorious quickly became a feeling of fullness, which degraded to. "I've seen poodles fuck longer." The poor little thing," she commiserated. "Did you eat him alive?"I smiled. "Not quite. But like I said, funky tasting spunk!" Well," Babette said brightly. "At least your date wasn't a complete disaster."Yeah. You could say that as we both laughed at the absurdity of it all before the grim reality of my superficial existence said hello as it always did."Mon Amie," said Babette as she saw the shadow fall across my face. I gave her a wistful smile and got to my.