It could be any combination of luck, looks, timing, talent, God, or anything."I just stared at her. It still amazed me that she was so connected to me... How could she know what I was thinking and feeling without me saying a single thing. I knew on some level that we were connected, that we shared this telepathic ability, but when she went and just read my mind and my emotions like that, it scared me.As scary as it was, what she said made sense. Natural abilities were ultimately products of our. With my hand on her waist, I hold her close against me. "That's wonderful. I'm sorry if I'm being intrusive, but I just had to introduce myself," Camille says as she reaches into a small purse. "He's my card if you're ever interested in cultivating your talents. There's no shortage of artists looking for exactly what you have." Chanel examines the business card and thanks Camille again. "Of course, I hope you have a good night," Camille says, and we both smile at her and say goodbye. "I. " Her explanation trailed off into a deep moan as I lowered my head and sucked her clit between my lips and then worked my way down to her vagina, trying to get as much of the residual peppermint as possible.As I alternated between her opening and her clit, I felt her starting to pant and then she grabbed a pillow to hold over her face. The orgasm slammed into her and she yelled her release, fortunately muffled by the pillow. The bed creaked as her hips bounced up and down. I rode it with her,. And&hellip,? Dave asked. The silence that followed bore the weight of the Earth. And&hellip, nothing really. I didnt want to leave, so I just decided to get drunk with you both. Dont remember much from after that&hellip, Dave sat up straight and looked at the TV. I followed his gaze and looked at our reflections in the black screen. The light of the early sun put a shine on our faces. So&hellip, Dave said slowly, Youre okay with me being bi? Dave, Im your best mate. I dont care if youre bi or.