No, she would dump me straight away. But I made a plan, if I went down on her, covered my mouth with her juices and then worked my way up her body and...kissed her, maybe if she tasted her own juices, perhaps, she would do the same to me. So, that evening I opened a bottle of champagne, and when Lynne came home from work I suggested she put on some sexy clothes. "You horny?", she asked, knowing I was by the look in my eyes.Five minutes later she came downstairs in a tight, white top and short,. I realized that sounded cold, but what was the alternative? To beat myself up? To get into a serious relationship I knew was doomed from the beginning? To start planning long term with someone I didn’t see myself being with long term? I had done that once before and it had ended in disaster — broken relationships, unintended pregnancy, and a forced abortion. There was no way I was going to go through something like that again. Shame or not, I wasn’t going to do it.At lunch, Annie sat next to me. I stood around for 5 minutes before texting my mate, asking him where he was. He replied by saying "Inside, where else would I be?" I thought to my self that this was rather odd as the shed was always locked, but "what the heck?" I thought to myself, and stepped inside. It was pitch black, and I called his name, then all I could hear was heavy breathing, I told him not to joke with me like that when all of a sudden a hand, wrapped in a material, soaked in what was obviously something designed. Epimonos could see someone sitting on the ‘couch,’ with their back to him. At first, he assumed it was yet another dryad. But then he realized that this creature was unlike any dryad he’d seen thus far. A long, sharp spire protruded from each of its shoulders and the outer sides of its arms were lined with many smaller spikes. The creature’s back was likewise covered in many pointy spikes, each between 3 and 4 inches in length. Its hair, which reached partway down its back looked like dark.