Now it's herbirthday in a short while isn't it? What better birthday present forthe girl. How old will she be?" "Nineteen," I replied. "Yes do come ro...nd to dinner you two. Itwould be a lovely idea. I had planned to take her to the theatre, butit would be good for her to meet you. And maybe I could meet thisfuture wife of yours." It's a date then," she said. "I'll pop into the office next week tosee you for lunch. You've been asking long enough. I have an idea fora birthday present for her and. .. I'd quite like to keep it in its place." Having said this somewhat timidly, I was surprised to see his face beaming at me."You're a clever one, little girl, I knew I had more than just your sexy body to love you for. Okay, you're right, but first there's something I want to do."He unlocked me and brought out my tiny little dick. We both actually had to stifle a laugh, it seemed so ridiculous; but then Noah got to work. He rubbed my head between his forefinger and thumb, and began to massage. " Arden put her mouth on mine, owning me, and all protest died in my throat. When she pulled back, her breathing was ragged."Sleep," she said again, took my hand, and sat cross-legged next to me.I gave up and just gazed at her until my eyes would no longer stay open.***A kiss, and a familiar hand copping a feel of my breast under my shirt, woke me the next morning. With a groan, I lifted a hand and caressed Arden's face. Her kiss deepened, and her hand slid down my stomach, slipping under my. Spike shot the barman the universal signal for "two-beers." "You can get the next one," he nodded to Bob as he paid for both."So," Spike went on. "We're both in need of a wingman." A what?" Bob looked confused."A wingman. A bro. A partner in crime," he explained unhelpfully. "Look, I'll take seconds. I mean, you're a decent looking bloke, so your seconds are probably a lot better than I could do on my own."A light switched on in Bob's head; he was talking about picking up girls! Bob almost.