Apparently, Beth going to my aunt for advice wasn't anything new. She had been doing this since she was a seven and needed to know what to do about ge...ting kissed so that she could turn into a princess.Maggie didn't know what Beth needed advice for this time, but whatever it had been, Elvis and Aunt Prudie encouraged her to chase after me, which, of course, ended up with her being in the contest Maggie cooked up.When I told George all this at school the next day, he was as amazed as I'd been. Touch alone can not tell me if you are the one. I have to have control of your mind, body and soul. Hear my breathing as I blow softly into your ear, nibbling at the lobe. Oh you taste so good! You feel hot? Maybe I should remove your shirt for you, my fingers lightly touching your chest as they unbutton it. That’s better, you really do have a nice body but maybe it needs a thorough wash – with my tongue. Pretend that I am a cat and you are my kitten and I will lick you clean. Your nipples. "Sure, but the train leaves at 12:45," he told her."Yeah, 12:45 AM. You know, 45 minutes after midnight," she giggled."WHAT?" Yeah, 12:45 AM. I know because it rides by my house every night and wakes me up," she groused."Well, fuck," he said. He wondered if the person at the flight desk had intentionally let him keep his myth. He had gotten the impression she hadn't liked him, although he couldn't figure out why for the life of him. "I supposed you're going home to Salt Lake?" he asked."Oh. He wasn't expecting this."Frisky little slut aren't you" he says as my cheek stings and I let out a little yelp from the slap he's just given me. This sets me on fire and I'm going to take him now. I bite his nipple hard and attack his sexy chest with my hands and lips. Looking up at him I ask "Tell me what you want?" My big hard cock down your throat my dirty little slut" he growls and I go down on him like a pro.I love when he talks dirty to me and calls me lewd names and makes me need to.