I felt the brushy quality of Doug's mustache, relishing the scratchy rake of it across the outer rim of my lips, and higher up, near the nose. It smel...ed manly, like alcohol and spit, and Old Spice, and yes there was a slightly acrid something too, like hair mousse. I shut my eyes in ever-tighter circles of rhapsodic pleasure and nothingness. He was going to fuck me, and I was going to love it!I parted my formerly repressed lips, and his tongue slid in to take command. It slid across the front. Sarah sat up gulped the contents of her glass down and then lay down as i’d asked. “OK bring them to me” she said in a very firm authoritarian manner.I answered the door and stepped half out into the hallway, Neil and Ken were standing there all smiles. “Hi guys” I said. I told them I just needed to run through a couple of things. I told them Sarah was on the bed and I wanted her to remain side on to the doors. I didn't want any hanging about, no kissing and they couldn't lick her pussy, that. All they'll do is let ya remember what I told ya ta ferget. Now I can say those words and let you judge for yourself, if you want me to."You bite your lip for a moment. "Do it, but no tricks." Nah, no more tricks." He says crossing to the bed and laying a hand on your shoulder. "But I gotta warn ya, yer gonna have nineteen years of mem'ries slammed back inter yer head at once. Probably gonna be a mite painful. Ready?" You manage to nod. "'Right. Reality Remembered."Robert was right. It hurts a. " You mean as a girlfriend, and not just a friend who just happens to be a girl?" If you're asking me if he sees you as a prospective girlfriend, I'd have to say yes. All the indications point that way." Shit!" Karen fumed. "Though I was hoping that wasn't the case, I guess I'd have to say that I kind of thought so too... "Trouble is, he's a really nice guy. And, I have to admit that I like him. He's easy to talk to, and I find that I really like shootin' the shit with him. But, I like him the.