..but I was confused. If it was OK with her to suck my cock as I slept, would other stuff be okay too? How about while we were both awake? I decided t... play it by ear. And to make it happen again, of course.... So the following Thursday evening we went out barhopping. I tried to make it look like I was drinking hard; I wasted alot of beer and money that night, but I hoped it would be worth it. After calling it a night (though it was really early morning), we headed home, Jill at the wheel. Hey,. " I replied"So, you are going to just sit back and look at the situation, while God only knows what happens to that poor teenager?" Mike asked almost angrily."You do remember the rescue we were involved in the last time you were here?" I asked."Sure, it made national headline, which Gwen and I cashed in on it." He said it not daring to look me in the eye."Exactly, well that was mostly about a party held at the Hazelwood B&B." I informed him."Yeah, I knew that," he admitted."Then you know there. He couldn't help but start to get aroused.After some quick alterations, the tuxedo was pronounced ready and he started to hand her his visa card. "Its already taken care of, sir," she replied sweetly and handed him a bag with his clothes. He thanked her and strode back out to his car.He drove out Bixley heading east, wondering what was at 8101. He crossed 80th Street and he realized where it was. The big sign on the south side of the street said, "Bixley University". She was in one of the small. Mameka Bey'tan kept pumping thick honey into Phil's mouth until his eyes glazed over. He gurgled as the constant oozing stream welled up through his nostrils and bubbled out of the corners of his mouth.Her prey subdued, Mameka Bey'tan released his head and tenderly lay it back down on the bed. Phil blinked in confusion. His body felt as heavy as a sack of sand, as if he hadn't slept for a week. His mind was clouded, dragged down and submerged in tar as sweet and as thick as molasses. It was.