“Yea, I kind of figured that, it’s ok, no big deal. Just thought I would ask.” she replied.She appeared to be somewhat disappointed, as she turn...d to walk away. I thought quickly, maybe she is asking for herself and not a friend as Ashley had suggested. I reached out and tapped her on the shoulder.“Hey Courtney, you going to the game tonight?” I asked.“Of course, the whole school is going to be there silly.” she giggled.“Ok, then. Let’s see what happens, I will find you after the game ok?” I. I needed no hints, as I took his fingers, and licked the juices off of them.The truck driver just shook his head, and mouthed the words, "Holy shit!" He then put an ad in his window for a seedy strip club. Master noticed, and said, "Hmmmmm." He then rolled down Kate's window with the automatic window control and said to the driver, "Great idea, but not tonight. You'll probably see us there soon, however!" He then rolled up the window, and sped past the truck, pulling into the exit lane. I. . Troy just doesn't appreciate how sexy a full-figured gal-- okay, a fatass porpoise-- can be. He doesn't realize how full my appetites are in all directions. In fact, it'd been a while since we'd had a really good fuck-- the last few times, infrequent enough as they were, I had felt like I was just the most convenient hole. Listen, girl, you want to keep your man, you gotta show how delicious and sexy you can be, a voice inside me said. That was when I got the idea.I got out of the sleeping. Rather than chance the congested London traffic, he'd opted for the rail option and was certainly grateful that he'd done so. The second coffee was settling nicely in his stomach, helping supplement the rather filling but exorbitantly expensive egg, bacon and sausage breakfast that he'd consumed shortly after boarding the train.With thirty minutes before they arrived at London's Marylebone station, he flicked through the sports section of the Daily Express, reading about all the upcoming.