You're free to whenever you like. I would miss you. Heaven knows I would but as I'm not prepared to marry again I'd only have myself to blame." She ma...e a little moue.Hank kissed her gently. "Cheer up," he smiled. "I don't foresee that happening at the moment." So tell me," she said."I'm not entirely sure. She was certainly attractive, self-confident, intelligent and amusing and I found her fun to be with. She had the dirtiest laugh of any woman I've ever met and we did laugh a lot." Did I fall. “Emily? It’s Sarah, remember me?”Emily looked at her, dressed in yoga pants and a zipped up windbreaker carrying a rolled up mat. She flashed relief that it wasn’t a friend. It was just that realtor. That realtor who sent her to that goddamn club! “You bitch.”“What? Me? What happened? Didn’t you go to that bar?”“You did this to me. This is your fault.”“No way, that’s impossible. Come on, come with me.”“Oh no, I’m not going anywhere with you.”“Look, something has gone terribly wrong, this should. The feel of her mouth around my dick, and watching her blow me, drove me to the edge. Before I could think, I spoke. "I'm close, baby."Immediately, she released my cock. "Not yet," she said, wiping her mouth. "Not just yet."Then she flicked my balls with her finger."Ouch," I said, it being mildly painful.She flicked again—harder this time."Rachel, that hurts."Ignoring me, she flicked my testicles three times. I felt my stomach drop. It didn't feel good, but she said, "Wow, babe, I didn't think. That didn't take very long. I could go home how and see if it was the right day for my step mother to check my ass out. Man could she get her fingers back up there now. The old man took some tissue and wiped my butt and pulled up my pants and sent me scampering home. When I got there I didn't think my step mother was home so I changed clother and went outside to play. But just as I got to the back door she came back in from hanging clothes out on the clothes line. "How was your.