I could almost hear them sing in a celestial choir far far away. I was dizzy. When I came to Debbie's swollen cunt, I could see it was quivering with ...lectricity, lush wet anticipation combined with animistic lust, this wet gaping well-fucked sacred cave, Debbie's other portal into the unknown, a river of cum flowed from its bowels. I wondered if her cunt was as bottomless and dark as her eyes. I could hear the rain start up again outside.Time had moved very slowly up to this moment, then. “It’s just that no woman ever has kissed me as well as you just kissed me.” “Really, you mean that?” he said. Nodding his head he said “Yeah, I mean that alright.” “Uhhh what else have you done besides uhhh kiss a woman?” “What do you mean?” he asked as if naïve to what she was referring to. “You know” she told him. “I’m not that dumb” and then she smiled. “You know, guys and uh girls uhhh playing around with each other. I’ve never done that with a guy.” He looked at her and finally smiled, not. Kathy suggested that I go work out inmy gym while she finished tidying up. I felt bad about leaving her todo everything herself but I did miss working out so off to my gym Iwent. Hours later I was hot and hungry, Kathy told me to take a showerwhile she thought about what we'd do for dinner.After my shower my hair looked terrible so Kathy suggested that we dosomething about it. Hours of being exposed to the chemical had takentheir toll on me and I eagerly jumped at her suggestion and read. ”“I have no wish to be disagreeable at all, Miss la Mare.” I did not like to admit that she was not only my first assistant detective since setting out on my own, but she was also my only client at the moment. “In that case, Mrs Jones, Mary, proprietary dictates that I must accept your kind invitation to dine in your hotel restaurant and hope they can find us a dark corner where my drab brown suit might look vaguely military, at least to those suffering from shortness of sight.”“Thank you, I.