She so loved that tickle.“Did you have a successful evening?” she asked as her nipple was squeezed between his lips.“Oh yes,” he said, replaci...g his lips with a finger and thumb.“Good,” she said softly and ruffled his greying hair.“Very good for bonuses!” he said and sucked on the nipple not in his hand.“Your new car is in the bag!” he said in a short break from pleasuring her nipples. They had concocted a story that Melanie would win a car in a competition to cover up any connection with. As I made my way around the massive metropolis that is Manatee Bay, I soon learnt that word had gotten around town. You ever play the game of "telephone" when you were a kid? You start with a line of kids, and the first one whispers something into the ear of the second, who whispers it into the third, and so on. By the time it reaches the end, the sentence has morphed into something unrecognizable – and frequently unintelligible. It's a great way to find out which kid(s) has/have profound. I loved Tommy and he loved me, why had this happened to me?A police officer saw me collapsed in the seat of 'my' cab and thought I had been robbed. When he couldn't get me to speak coherently, he called an ambulance and I eventually wound up in Bellevue.I was pumped full of drugs and psychoanalyzed for two weeks. At the end of that time they decided I wasn't 'a threat to myself or to others' and let me go. I went back to the apartment at the address on the hack license in my wallet. My cab was. That one! Her delicate frame is on my bed with her curvaceous ass in the air,With that specific arch in plain sight that mesmerizes me.I approach her boldly and mightily, wholeheartedly knowing thatI, the warrior poet, am the god of eroticism and the deliverer of all pleasure,That makes a female convulse to multiple orgasms instantly,As I pull her hair from behind inserting my tongue there.Oh yes ladies! There! That one!My jar of melted cherry candle wax drips systematically down herSplendid.