I was thinking about that hot, wet pussy I was licking in my dreams. I needed relief. I made eye contact with a couple guys and gave them a dirty smil..., but they were with their girlfriends. I made their cocks hard, though, you could see the bulge in their pants as I ran my finger lightly on my stomach and the lower edges of my tits. They'd be thinking of me when they fucked their girlfriends tonight.A stunning blonde walked past with her boyfriend, eyeing me openly. She had a short little. But choice -- it really was about choice, wasn't it?Reason only goes so far, though. Every time she thought of Paul as ruler of the island, Heather's blood pressure shot up. Heather and Grace knew far more about the world than any of the younger generation, they knew the evils of the patriarchy -- they knew best. It was unfortunate that Paul thought his ideas were better. But democracy was the right way to go, in theory, and its time had come on their island. And men did deserve the right to. Then we got to the hotel and I was told that I’d have a room to myself since she planned on staying in Jake’s room the whole time. Well, I wasn’t going to be a cock blocker so I went with it against my better judgement. The first night we went to a fancy restaurant. By fancy, I mean that the food was expensive and it wasn’t enough to feed a mouse. But her daddy’s credit card was paying the bill so I wasn’t going to complain. However, after dinner when the cute couple decided to go to go to some. I saw soe many listed. I asked a couple writers for opinions. abotu editors. I couldn’t decide on one so I just sucked it up and posted the story.I fully expect to be roasted for a whole bunch of items like grammar, story structure. Heck it’s the risk you take for putting yourself out there. Many of the keyboard warriors likely can’t write either. But they like to critique.This story does have some basis in fact. I met a woman through a work meeting. We had some pretty great chemistry. She did.