To my surprise she sniffed and then relaxed.'You smell like my father, ' she whispered. 'He always smelt of brandy and cigarettes.' I held the mug to ...er lips and she sipped.'Not too hot?' She shook her head. By the time Pilar came out of the bathroom the mixture had gone and her bruised and swollen eyes were drooping; I reached behind me to put the mug down and she turned on her side and fell asleep. I looked at her for a moment.'Not even a thank-you, ' I said, half to myself, and turned to. A thin wisp of pale blue smoke spewed from its spout and curled down onto the carpet at her feet. The vaporous smoke belched forth rapidly in a steady stream, thickening and rising up from the floor like London fog. When the odorless cloud climbed to the point where she was barely able to see the other side of the room, she saw him! "Greetings, Mistress." The smoke thinned and fell away from the tall genie as he stood facing her, his muscular forearms folded in front of his broad chest. He was. It didn’t make him gay.And so he’d immediately sought out his girlfriend - his female, woman girlfriend - to prove his masculinity. She hadn’t been at home, and so Duncan had headed straight for the school.“Well maybe I don’t want to talk to you,” Nicolette said when he found her, but her heart wasn’t in it. She knew that she was meant to be furious at Duncan - a few hours ago, she’d caught him cheating on her in this very room ... with Brandi, of all people.But getting mad at him, playing. “Can I cornhole ya?” he said. I was too ignorant to understand his request. “What’s that?” I asked. “Can I fuck you up the ass?” he replied. Now I knew the motive behind his visit this afternoon … he was looking for a cum repository! “Yes,” I said. The excitement in my voice was showing. I told him I knew of a place not far away and he nodded. When we got the car parked, I put the stick shift up into reverse to get it out of the way. Unceremoniously and in almost total silence we undressed, at.