As they entered the luncheonette every male eye and most of the femalesturned to watch Maxie walk to the counter. Susan got a orange crush whileMaxie ...ot a vanilla coke. A pair of good looking men sat on either sideof them. They hung on every word Maxie said. And they insisted on buyingthe girls lunch. Then Stan, the guy next to Maxie, asked her out fordinner and dancing.That night he picked her up in his Studebaker, she could get used to thenew Stubi look, but inside it was so much more. ” Then she went back to her feast, sucking Brandon’s asshole like a woman possessed. The filthy nature of her words and actions, he thought, was the way sex was supposed to be: primal and raw, animalistic and dirty. She was in sexual nirvana. Brandon held his legs wider as he enjoyed the sensation of his sexy white bitch making a feast of his ass. Heather loved every second of it and she wanted more. This was the treatment she’d been craving, being treated like a depraved and perverted. She began speaking in the same language as the man at the altar, butsomehow, my brain started translating what she said into English."You have summoned Negal, mortal," she said to the man at the altar."And I see you even brought me a present," she added, looking at Ford andI.She licked her lips, and sweat started seeping from my brow ...Then she looked behind us at Woodward, and hissed."No! No female can be present during this ritual!" she shouted.And just like that, she was gone.Before I could. This however is a bit too…” I pause while searching for the right word, “ostentatious, for my taste.” He laughs loudly as a waitress approaches to take our drink orders. She’s very attractive: long legs, sultry walk, hips and bosom to die for. I feel mousy in comparison. What is this gorgeous man doing with me when he has all these beautiful woman surrounding him? “What can I serve you today?” “Nothing for me, thank you.” They both look at me incredulously. It makes me feel flustered. “I’m.