He’d been drinking later, bragging about the ‘fine piece’ he’d bagged earlier in the day. He was smart enough to not say where, only that it w...sn’t any of the girls at Mama’s Club - the brothel he usually frequented.Then it was time for Larurus’ memories. He had been walking by on his way to his favorite bar, he heard Dalla’s humming and looked over to see her hanging clothes.Memory is a tricky thing, in Larurus Petroux’s memory Dalla knew he was there, was taunting him twitching her hips. He. Her lips were soft and responded to mine, her mouth rising to meet mine as she leaned into me. Instinctually I brought my hand up to cup the back of her head. She softly moaned into me and we both forgot about the movie that played on in the background. As we continued, the intensity grew, I was doing my best and gently kissing her, her tongue and mine briefly touched as our lips parted. She sighed with pleasure and pushed further into my mouth. I reciprocated as her body softened and her sigh. That makes it worse, really. If he has a family he should be more responsible."The barman brought her drink. "That'll have to be the last one, the bar is closing now." he said. He went back to the bar, and started pulling down the shutters."So how do you intend to confront him?"She took a large sip from her drink. "That's why I chose this hotel. It's convenient for the law courts. He is supposed to stand trial tomorrow. I'm going to be there. He's going to have to look me in the eye and know. .. and I’ve wanted to eat his creampie out of you, too. It sounds wonderful, and I recall your mother’s cooking. She’s pretty good at that ... and dare I say ... she’s a MILF? Sorry, but it’s true. If I weren’t your wimp boyfriend, I’d be hers. And yes, I know what a wimp I am ... I just can’t help it. I love to share a woman and get sloppy seconds after she’s been freestyled by another man ... or more,” Jesse admitted over the speakerphone, not that any of us were shocked by his.