You, be ready to meet me as soon as you get off! Then we can both get-off!” “You’re a trip, girl. But, how do I know you just ain’t trying to...play me?” She cocked her head back at me, as if to say, “Are you k**ding me?” Then, she gently, but firmly, grabbed my dick in her hands and, stroking it skilfully inside my pants. Proceeded to give me the sexiest kiss and partial hand-job I’d had for a while. I let go of a little pre-come and was happy that I wore dark pants! “Okay. We’ll see.” I. “That feels better, Scott. Keep doing that.”I did, and felt my erection getting bigger, too. Georgina spread her legs apart. I looked questioningly at her, hoping for some instructions on what she wanted me to do. “Move your hand further down, Scott, down to where my legs meet. Yes, that’s right. Do you feel how moist I am there? And warm? And soft? Now move your fingers back and forth over the wetness. Can you feel me opening up to your fingers? Good, now put your finger inside of me there.. He said he'll be right over and he's bringing a bag of reefer. We'll just party get to know each other and see what happens okay? I reluctantly said okay. I went to the bathroom to touch up my hair and make up. Tammy came in and said you need to swish a little more when you walk. Then she proceeded to pull down my panties, poked a hole in my panty hose and put Vaseline up my butt. Now this will make you swish.The guy showed up with a bong and we really got high. Tammy went to her car and got a. "I could never decide if Sunday was the first day of the week or the last. My job at the club and my old job at the restaurant used Saturday as the end of the week and Sunday as the beginning, but biblically Sunday was day seven. And calendars seemed split on the subject.If Sunday is the end of the week, then this was a great way to end a not-so-great week.On the other hand, this could be the beginning of a great week.I decided that this week, anyway, Sunday was day one. A week with no.