When I decide to kill myself... Like I knew it was going to happen, I just didn’t know when.Bonggggg!!!!Having that noise in my head meant I couldn�...�t really have any more thoughts for a while.Someone grabbed my head with both hands and moved it. I found myself face-to-face with Danielle. She must have seen something in my expression. Her face was white. She was looking angry and worried. She talked straight at me, from about six inches away. She talked quietly because we were in a crowded place. His highly developed olfactory sense was a curse as well as a blessing.His newest assignment was to attend some fashion week parties and discover the most favored scents of the rich and famous. His firm would then duplicate the secret formulas to offer the preferred scents to the masses. In a sense, it was a form of industrial espionage, but only in the most discreet of ways and difficult to pinpoint even if suspicion was aroused.Claude was preparing to leave for the first party when his. "Open your towel and spread it wide!" She took a step back and did exactly as I asked. When the towel was spread, she held it tight - almost like the fabric of a kite. Picture a very slender, big-titted young woman standing within arms-reach. She's holding a giant bath towel parallel to her back, as though she was standing in a photo studio against a backdrop. Her skin was alabaster, but still nicely contrasted against the stark whiteness of the towel.She has a delightful gentle flair to her. "Mmmm…" I said, as my tension melted away."You like that, do you?" she said softly. My eyes were closed, but I knew she was smiling."Oh yeah… it feels amazing…" I said."I know something that will feel even better… if you'll let me," she whispered in my ear.My eyes popped open and I saw her standing there biting her fingernail coquettishly. I didn't know what she was thinking at that moment, but my cock seemed to as it was rapidly inflating and I squirmed in my seat, adjusting to give it some.