When Kate was sitting at the table enjoying a glass of wine with us between her performances, Tori asked her mother and me, “Could I dance here some...time – do a strip? I’m of legal age, plus I know you do amateur nights and that some of your friends have been here for those. I’d love to try.”Kate looked worried. She told her daughter, “Tori, the short answer is yes, but it comes with a whole bunch of discussion.”“Oh, Mom!” Tori exclaimed, her shoulder shrug communicating many more words.Kate. I pulled several diskettes and a stack of papers from my overnight bag and got to work. I was working on the changes that would allow us to implement the system-wide text search, while Heather was doing bug fixes back in Chicago. The changes I was making were vast, which meant that I would have to integrate her changes into the new code, instead of just copying the modules. I wished there was a source code control system like SCCS, which I’d used on the Unix systems, for PCs, but I hadn’t been. I also don’t know the menu, particularly in Arabic. So after a very confusing discussion at the drive through window with a young man who didn’t speak English except for words such as ‘McShake’ and ‘McNuggets’, neither of which I will willingly eat, I gave up. That’s a bit awkward as you then have to pass the order window where that same guy is waiting, but I waved at him instead, smiling as if we’d been school chums and I’d only swung by to greet him. I can spread confusion too, you know.I. I’ll leave you to work it out I’ll save that story for a rainy day. I gently ran my finger along her lips before spreading them, covering my fingers with her sweetness. I pressed on her clit and she jerked at the contact. I moved my left hand to position at her entrance while I reached up and let her taste herself. She took my fingers eagerly sucking on them like she had never tasted anything so sweet in her life. While she kept sucking, I thrust two fingers into her. She moaned so loud and her.