" Dismiss, Lieutenant. That will be all." Aye-aye, ma'am. You're probably right."Creamy remembered the piece of paper and pulled it out of her shirt p...cket. Frowning, she compared the figure written on it with the dimension she had recorded for herself. There was a discrepancy all right. She wrote her own number below Ptarmigan's backward-sloping pencil and added the word 'Smith' alongside before tucking the paper out of sight again. "Damn," she said, wiping at the array of sticky marks on her. . I am not particularly looking to collaborate with anyone right now, but don't run away with your tail 'tween your legs! That sounds like something I would be able to do in about a month or two. There's just too much on my plate right now. I'm in the works of getting published right now, and I'm not ready to keep writing.BUT what I will invite you to do is to come to a Writers Conference. There is a "Story Sharing" at the David L. Lawrence Convention Center on April 2nd that last's all day.. Was I really here? Should I be? I’m a married man, and yet here I am with Anna, the woman I desired, and had wanted so much over the last few months. What the hell was I doing? The look of fear must have been all over my face. “Are you okay?” Anna asked, placing her hand on my knee. ”We are just meeting as friends, there’s nothing wrong with that is there?” Hearing here soft voice instantly calmed me, and I moved my hand to hers. “Thank you,“ I replied as I gently squeezed her hand. Anna. Why did it take so long for me to experience the joy and passion of Eros? Why did I deny myself the pleasure of another woman’s sacred mound? Why did I hide behind the dogmatic trappings of the church?Rita’s hand on my head brought me back to the pleasure at hand. I kissed her inner thighs, sucked her lips, fucked her pussy with my tongue and inserted three fingers into her cunt. I prayed to the Goddess to help me make Rita orgasm. I wanted to cram all the wasted years of neglect into.