I throw off my own t-shirt, jeans, and briefs and sit down on the couch. Becs stands in front of me, unsure of what to do next. That's not a problem t...ough, I love girls who are blank slates; girls like Becs live to please. I spin her around and unzip then pull down her skirt then smack her ass. She yelps a little again and smiles. I give Becs just a look and she knows to get on her knees and start sucking. I was already getting hard at that point so didn't need too much stimulation at that. "She threw that bitch out so fast, I thought she was going through the wall instead of the door. Then, she told me off and left. She only came back this morning to get her coat. I tried to make it up to her, but, well, you saw how that turned out, huh?" Doug was sitting there looking totally morose, and Robby just didn't have it in him to kick him when he was down. Sure, Doug was a flake, but he was a harmless flake, and generally an okay guy."I really don't have a lot of experience with. The magazine discussed various alternate lifestyles and this edition had a section devoted to witches and warlocks. It was something I had toyed with during my Goth period, and still held some interest. The genre was a frequent reading subject, as was any movie that dealt with witches, warlocks and Magick.There were several references to clubs and online bulletin boards and chat sites dedicated to the subject and the lifestyle. On a lark, I checked a few of them out and joined in some chats. I. We chatted amiably as she finished her drink and started in on the one I'd brought her. Names, jobs, likes and dislikes, all that meaningless bullshit people talk about together. I said something funny andwhile she was laughing, I reached over under the table to pat her thigh, all friendly-like. Mm, I thought, nice, warm, thick legs, soft but not fat... very nice. I left my hand there and took another sip of my drink, shifting a little closer.Dee was wearing a skirt under the table, and my.