"Perhaps this next matter should wait until your father is here…" he said.She nestled closer to him. "Midnight has come and gone. It's the morning o... Epiphany. You can ask me." Can I? Very well. Leona: Will you be my wife?"In answer, she grabbed his hand and kissed it. It seemed good enough. They held onto each other a while yet. Then, almost hesitant, Leona asked, "Do you feel…different?" I'm not sure." How can we tell if the curse is lifted?" I don't know. I don’t have any experience with. All the years I had been married, my late wife had always refused to suck my cock. She thought oral sex was dirty. She was devoutly religious and I always thought it was because of her religious upbringing. My wife loved fucking and never refused me that pleasure, but would not suck cock.Over our married years, I had sought out both women and men to suck my cock and had to admit, that in most cases, men sucked better than women. While I am not gay, I did enjoy the cocksucking I received from. We have about fifteen minutes before we arrive and I'm not allowed to tell you! So relax and drink your wine. " Well. Fine. Be that way!" Lisa laughed, "You can put down the window if you'd like." No, you're to be surprised when you arrive so no peeking!"Lisa realized then that she really couldn't see out and knew that no one could see in either. She felt a slight shiver of fear. She was in a car, with a man she didn't know, going to an unknown destination. But she had her cell phone and her. She had commented on the fact that the ship’s sensors could have theoretically picked up our Meson Driver charging, had it not been running at about half efficiency, due to lack of proper maintenance. She finished her rant (ok, I’ll call it what it was) with “I guess that you cannot expect pirates who didn’t know how to spell the name of their ship properly to take care of a ship properly.” That brought me to my Federation dictionary, and learned that yes, they HAD spelled it wrong. It was.