Just for the record though, I was still turned on. Right now it was more that I wanted to do something different than just finger her pussy and clit ...s I had done a short time before. Again, Ann was very vocal telling me how it felt to have my tongue in her slit, and that she loved having her pussy and clit played with. I kept my attention on her love button this time, eventually sucking it into my mouth, and flicking it back and forth with the tip of my tongue. She moaned and groaned loudly. I wanted to crawl in a hole I was so red-faced, but a quick glance around her living room revealed no holes, so I had to be content to follow Courtney into the kitchen."Want some water?" she asked, but I shook my head. I was over my coughing spell, although I was still a little chagrined to have been hacking up a lung when she first opened the door. So much for a good first impression."I'm good." Let's start then," she said, sitting down. I stood for a moment, trying to memorize everything. I love being here with you." How can I not kiss her again?"That may be the best I ever had."Through a steamy fog on the mirror they saw their surreal selves vaguely emerge through the mist. As the vent fan gradually removed the mist, their true reflections began to appear while they toweled away the magic touches. Their images were clearing. The real Impressionists couldn't have painted a lovelier picture.Anticipation of a new experience, a new person, a real person excited them as they drove. Behind his back he was never anything but That Bastard. It was a testament to the sheer contempt with which TB was viewed by the vast majority of his employees, clients, associates and at least a few family members that two otherwise decently-mannered people would laugh at a heart-attack joke about a middle-aged man, but before anyone gets too sanctimonious about taste let's remember he had the first one when his wife walked into the marital bedroom one night to find him blowing cocaine through.