" She wandered into thought, as I butterfly kissed just inside the valley. "I really don't know what I like, but that was, ahhm, fun, and a bit, exhil...rating?"*"Well maybe we'll have to find all the things we both like." Mmmhmm, I'm game."*"Play Station or Xbox360?" Asshole. Go! get the oil."*"Hmmmm never heard of that one, Bethesda?."“You’re such a… nerfherder.”I got up, went to the living room and got the weed, the joint, we hadn't half finished yet, the two beers, that were somehow still. “First of all, I’m sorry about your husband, I was way outta line,” he said letting his voice dip as though out of some deep remorse. “Second of all, I call you that because you’re the prettiest woman in the whole neighborhood, and that is a proven fact,” he affirmed pointing his index finger at her. Shirley blushed in spite of herself but before she could say anything he continued. “Finally,” he said stepping forward and taking her in his arms, and then kissing her on the mouth. Shirley meekly. It took a number of online sessions where we just chatted and cammed with each other before I agreed to meet him. I was so nervous leaving my flat and taking the subway over. When I arrived at his station and walked up from the platform, he was there at the entrance leaning against the wall reading the paper. As I approached him a wide smile crossed his face which I was happy to return. We shook hands as agreed and started walking back to his place, making idle chitchat along the way. It only. By now, despite it just being less than 24 hours after his call, Pierre was very quickly becoming a distant and faded erotic memory, as Darla now reveled in the new love she had found in Monique. As Darla began to see it, women were in many ways much better lovers than men, but there was no way she could ever deny her need to taste and be enslaved by a real cock. After coming back home Darla checked her e-mail and cleaned up all of the responses to her ad. None of them appeared promising;.