She felt his hand come to rest on her shoulder. He was starting to come to consciousness.She pressed her lips to the tip, delighting in the warmth of...him and the smooth texture. She couldn’t restrain herself from extending her tongue to lightly lick at the tiny slit. Soon enough, she thought, she would taste his essence. She tightened her grip on him slightly and enveloped the crown of him in her mouth. Her tongue slowly swirled around the head. She could feel the pulses as he hardened. . Love, Mark.'"I finally caught her and snatched the card away from her. I read thecard with my own eyes. It was just as Sarah had read it."Well," Sarah said. "It sure sounds like somebody put out last night." Oh stop it!" I said, but I was laughing a little bit now too. I reallywished she hadn't learned about the whole 'Kitten' thing. I'm sure shewould be giving me a hard time about that for weeks to come.Surprisingly, Sarah didn't make any comment about how Mark had signedthe card with the word. My top had five buttons of which only one was fastened because of the heat in the room that night (or maybe the heat was mine). It was the one near the top directly over my breasts so as his hand lifted the back of my top up, the front of it opened up showing my midriff right from the top of my shorts to just below my breasts. As my top moved with the motion of his hand the soft fabric was pulled across my nipples which were now standing to attention. I leant my head back and closed my eyes. I took another drag off of my cigarette, then dropped it in the toilet. After taking a deep breath, I opened the door and shut the lights off.Right away, I could tell he'd gotten things even more ready. Down the hallway I could tell that the bar area was even MORE dimly lit, and the music had been changed to a softer, sexier sound that included more saxophone and piano than guitar and drums. As I came to the open bar door, I could smell that he'd re-lit his cigar, which just helped to beckon me.