. Perhaps you should tell me about Chase?"Irma winced, for the fourth time since Arthur began speaking. "He said... he said he was going to fire you!"...Obviously, you believed him..." Arthur replied scathingly. "I don't suppose that it has occurred to you that it is a bit odd that I now have his job?" Uuuhhh..." It hadn't. Irma had gotten into the habit of believing just about anything bad about Arthur -- and discounting anything good... "Was this once, then?" Arthur asked."N-no," Irma replied.. "Hey," he said opening the door to his house, smiling with a sly smile I wasn't used to. "Hey," I replied kissing him on the lips then walking passed him to his living room. What is he up to? I thought.We snuggled next to each other watching TV for what felt like hours. When is he going to fuck me? was all I could think.Suddenly he got up in front of me. "What're you doing?" I said getting a bit worried. "Oh...nothing," he said as he brought out a roll of duct tape. "Put your hands out. Now,". What was that feeling? I touched it again, same reaction.Instead of simply touching it, I kept my index and middle finger on the bulge, I lie back down, holding my mouth with my other hand to muffle my moans, and continuously humped my hips into the air, fingers still on bulge. I humped the air for about a minute before I started calming down, until I am simply laying there in bed. These pleasuring sensations are unbelievable.I rubbed the bulge upwards with my fingers once. It made me jerk my. It is easy to see where his political leanings are ONLY 4 TICKETS LEFT!I have four extra tickets for the Robbie Knievel (son of Evil Knievel) event at Cardinal's Stadium next weekend in Glendale AZ, if anybody wants them.Robbie is going to try to jump over 1,000 Obama supporters with a Caterpillar D-9 bulldozer.Should be a good time!For those who understand, no explanation is needed.For those who do not understand, no explanation is possible.This one is compliments of drippSierra Club.