My God. Chance's dick was a roller-coaster ride.* *Chance sat at the kitchen table, his eyes darting about the room. Hedidn't come across as a wild se...ual rebel. He looked like a lost littleboy, in over his head.Miss Mindy sat to Flower's right. The whole bunch of them lookedawkward."So how are you, Chance?" I'm good, Mindy. I'm just a little skittish, I think." We all are. It's natural. Do you think Flower is pretty?" I always have," Chance said, looking at her. "I don't understand, butshe .... " I mean, what does he like to do?" He reads a lot. He likes to dress up and go to Star Trek conventions..."She paused and looked at me with adoring eyes. She ran her right forefinger along her lower lip."Go on," I requested."He doesn't pass up one opportunity while over thinking the next one. He endeavors to balance his fears with his fortunes."I nodded along, pretending to understand that last part."Well," she continued, "I should be going." You just got here." Don't whine. I wanna see Peep. I wore a halter style minidress, I was happy I could still fit into it except my boobs, they were straining to stay inside, my cleavage was very pronounced. And I hadn’t pumped that morning. I wanted my boobs to be filled with milk for Rick.He walked around me. “Very nice” he said and lifted the back of my dress up to my waist and began to rub my ass. He then slapped it hard. “Nice..just like I remember” he said as he walked to my front, facing me. He undid his pants and I immediately. But she was now. And it was so good.“You know what I think,” he said. “I think tequila pairs well with a chicken Caesar salad.”“I think that too,” she told him. She looked up from her menu in astonishment. “I think that too.”“Then you should probably tell Charise,” he said.Charise? She looked and saw the waitress was there smiling patiently. Her nametag read Charise.“I think I’ll have the chicken Caesar salad and a shot of tequila,” she said.“A fine choice, Miss!” Charise praised.Rachel made it.