The dinner was nice. It was a romantic littleItalian place walking distance from home. Throughout dinner, Luce talkedcontinuously about what clothes I...liked and what styles were my favourite.She ensured that our glasses were always full and by the end of dinner wewere both feeling tipsy. We more staggered than walked home. We were nosooner in the door before she jumped into my arms and kissed mepassionately. "Show me, Tai. I want to see what you look like. I don't wantyou to hide from me. Main apni gand hila hila kar tab tak upar neeche hoti rahi jab tak ki unka mota taza lamba lauda poore ka poora meri fuddi me nahi ghus gaya. Jab maine paya ki unka poora lund meri chut me ghus gaya hai to main unka lund apni chut me liye unki god me aaram se baith gai. Phir dhire dhire main unke dande par apni gol gol mastani gand upar neeche karne lagi jis se unka khada hua, sakht aur lamba lauda meri rasili chut me andar bahar hone laga aur main chudwane lagi. Main aur mere pati, dono aise. Much to my sister and I's mutual astonishment, it was "Foxy" Fergus (Named for his flaming red hair). Fergus was the school geek; everyone picked on him - That is, of course, everyone exept me... I always felt kind of sorry for him. "Hi there, Damian," he said quietly, "I have the £20... Here you go." I took the money and sat back in my chair, twiddling it between my fingers. "Thanks Fergus - She's all yours." I said, smiling. He continued in his quiet voice, "I'd also like it taped... If. She looked flushed. “Shit, that’s embarrassing. How long was I out?” “Oh thank god you’re awake! I didn’t know what to do! Almost 20 minutes!”“Shit... sorry... did you call anyone?”“No... I wanted to... but... I couldn’t. You told me not too...”, she said.“Ok. That’s ok... I’m sorry I upset you by passing out. You’re still not dressed...?” I looked away slightly. “No... I couldn’t get dressed... you... told me not to”, she said quietly and in a bit of a sultry voice. Weird... I didn’t mean for.