I would just like to get to know my favorite waitress is all. Please say you’ll go out with me,” I said.She thought about it for a bit. “Okay, I...��ll go out with you. Dinner sounds nice,” she said looking down and fiddling with her hands nervously.We decided that weekend we would go out. Saturday evening I drove to the address she gave me. It turned out to be a small trailer court and as I drove past the rows of trailers I noticed that almost all of them were older and in rather well-used. May have. I don't know if it will work on her like it did for me, but I think it's worth trying before we tie you together for good." How... what?"I raised my hand to forestall his questions. "What I did to Anya is very similar to something I did to myself when my first wife died. I created a never-ending loop of pain and suffering inside and locked it in place. I couldn't break it, no matter what I tried. What I did to Anya was kind of like that, but with different emotions. When I was in. I pop open the Grande Dame and pour out two crystal glasses of ice cold delight.We toast each other, I take a sip and lean over and kiss you …… you accept my lips, my tongue and my cold liquid willingly into your mouth … the rush of liquid, a little unexpected almost causes you to gag …. But it is most enjoyable ..We both put down our glasses; I caress you, kiss you, stroke you and fondle your breasts through your satin blouse and the flimsy fabric of your bra. Whilst kissing each other, having. Ha, ha I thought to myself Im getting this one, not you Rita!. The door opened and in walked, not Rita, but the old man from earlier: the one who had witnessed and enjoyed M.s first DIY orgasm. Seeing that we were occupied, he simply wandered into the bedroom and made himself comfortable in the armchair at the end of the bed. Carry on, he said Im quite happy to sit & watch first – I love to see a gal enjoying herself. Addressing me, he enquired How many loads have you enjoyed this week? Ive.