Dave didn't offer to help her lift the case of whiskey onto the counter. He stopped mopping and looked at her briefly but turned right back to his mo...ping. How was it that she had to bring the heavy shit up from the basement and he got to mop the floor? It wasn't fair but she wasn't about to complain. She could do it. She knew she could. She had to.She bent down and lifted the case and walked as quickly as she could without dropping it. She just had to get it behind the counter so she. Her tongue was small but spicy in his mouth, and he hungrily sucked on it. Linda, meanwhile, busied herself by groping at Jack’s clothing, trying to identify an exploitable weakness. Jack embraced Linda’s small frame and pulled her on top of him. She felt his hard pecker pressing angrily against her, and she smiled lustily. “Mmm, somebody’s got something to show me,” she teased, and slid down Jackson’s body. She hastily unzipped his fly and stuffed her little hand into his pants. Jack squirmed. Whalen has nice, quiet study rooms.”“How much studying and how much canoodling?”“We’re not in that kind of a relationship,” Richard replied.“Have you kissed her?”“Yeah ... We kiss good-night when we’re done studying.”“Okay -- baseball analogy. Which base?”“I’m in the batter’s box, I guess, waiting for the first pitch. We’re more than friends but less than lovers. Crystal has ... issues.”“What girl doesn’t?”“Hers are more serious than most and I won’t say more. I’d like to think I’m helping her. I started getting hard again just thinking of the possibilities. Bess, noticing my cock getting hard again, smiled and said, “did I cause that” I looked at her and uttered, “huh” “remember my motto,” she said. I said, “no, remind me.” She said, “if I was to cause something to get that hard then I am going to ride it all the way home.” “Do you really mean that,” I said. “I think it would be cruel to leave anything in that state and not do my best to give it all the pleasure I possibly can.”.