You collapse on the table as I quickly encourage you to find strength to move to the floor so that I may continue your complete and total seduction.As...I help you from the table and ease to the floor I noticed the insides of your thighs are wet with your juices. Kneeling on the floor at your feet and spread your legs with my hands as I do they bend at the knees and spread wide open. I lean forwards and support myself on my elbows and slowly start licking the inside of your thighs enjoying the. Heather, the journalist, asked, “Renee, just what kind of place do you live in? Is this a condo or what?”Renee looked surprised, “I thought you knew. I am part of an intentional family. We all live together.”“I don’t understand; how’s that work?”Renee started to answer as Ellen rolled her eyes, “We are a polyamorous family. I am a family member.”“But you’re single right?”“Well, yes, but I have all my friends who I’ve committed to.”Heather looked at some notes, “Is Matt your boyfriend?”“Yes, but. .. ohmygod, I forgot my name!" she giggled."Was it Bambi?" Yeah, maybe that was it." Bambi the bimbo." No... no, I don't think it was that. I'm not... I'm not a bimbo. I'm a..." Are you sure? It's only a couple vowels' difference." No, I don't think I'm a bimbo... am I?" We'll check again later."She noticed his hand was on her knee -- presumably it had been there quite some time. But should it be there? Was it... appropriate?"You keep playing, Bambi bimbo. Look: you're only ahead by thirteen. Now, away from his hometown, where his propensity tostrike out in baseball and to fail in every male endeavor had branded himas a sissy, he was glad to be in the more forgiving environment of auniversity town.Doris had always been a large girl, but very strong and athletic. Herdad always said she could outwork any two men on the farm; it wasobviously an overstatement, but Doris enjoyed it. Her dad was a largeman, himself, having been a local football star who went on to playoffensive line.