"Uh, YEAH. Who wouldn't rub one out over you? You are a fucking knock out!" I'm ok. Maddie is the knock out. I am just ok." Bullshit babe. I know far ...oo many guys who would kill to be with you. Hell, I am pinching myself to be sure I'm not having a wet dream right now." You've had wet dreams about me?" she sounded surprised.She had to have heard my blush. I could hear the blood rushing to my ears making the feel aflame. "You are a fantasy come true for me." Let's get to your place darling'.. He produces a little folder holding some sheets of paper.Looking up at Dan he notices a slight smile on his face.It was always nice to see Dan smile, it assured him that he had done well and Dan was pleased.Pulling out a montage of pictures of Rob through the last ten years or so, he hands them to Dan. He had not changed much over that time other than different styles and lengths of hair.Browsing through the pages of past accomplices, Dan saw a few petty arseholes that he knew in passing. They. She lay there in her bed looking at her clock and watched the hands move, ever so slowly until the time arrived for her to slip downstairs.She eased out of her room as quietly as she could, thinking that her mother was down the hall in her own room. Before she reached the spiral staircase she could not resist looking over the railing into the parlor. When she looked over the handrail she had to draw back because she saw her mother down there with Lizzie. She was shocked by the sight that. ” “I haven’t either. And listen, most of my friends are like me, well off Jewish women whose husbands or ex-husbands are professionals, and we lack sex. I can, shall we say, keep you happy and busy.” I remained silent for a few seconds thinking about it. “Are you interested?” “I think so. But what if I don’t…please you?” “Do you have a penis?” “Well, yeah.” “Do you like to eat pussy?” “I love to.” She opened her purse and removed six fifty dollar bills. She set five on the coffee table.