"Tell me," the man said solemnly, "what's your favorite video game?"Pete stared into the man's deep, wise, serious eyes. Feeling corneredand trapped, ...e confessed. "Super Mario." I see." He nodded respectfully. "Fine choice. A classic."He suddenly shook the bag of pink mushrooms in his hand, dangling itbefore the boy's face like gold. His eyes locked onto it."What if I told you," he said, "that these mushrooms are so strong andpotent, that you'll feel like you're in the game?"He pondered how. As I continued downward near her cleft, I noticed that Christina was pinching her nipples and emitting little sighs of pleasure with every snip.Her breathing became heavier as I lathered her freshly trimmed muff with shaving cream, and her sex-plumped clit popped up from beneath the lather like a little periscope. I deliberately brushed it with the ridged handle of the razor, and a shiver of ecstasy jolted through her. “Oh god,” Christina moaned. “This feels fantastic!” I knew she’d love it,. Linda made excellent French toast.Linda said, “What’s on your agenda, today?”Lisa said, “We’re going to meet James for a walk through and then show Frank and Pam the land we want to sell them. The four of us will probably have lunch together. Beyond that, we haven’t any other plans.”Linda said, “We have an idea. Would you meet us here about two?” We both nodded at her. She said, “Paul and I want to spring it on you.”Paul said, “The weather looks good for your walk through and a little tramping. Sundays were a repeat of Saturdays, with the trip across town to GoldenDays being replaced by the cosy nights in which typified each weekdayevening."You're certainly doing your level best," said Elaine. It was theThursday evening before the late May Bank Holiday weekend. Julie was inher room, sleeping. "To be perfectly honest," Elaine continued, "Idoubted whether you'd be able to keep it up for this long." Thank you for that vote of confidence, darling," I joked, in Carolyn'sdulcet tones. "I.