What I particularly like is the way your stories end. You have the wonderful ability to leave your reader wanting more. Rather than concluding a story... you set up a final paragraph so that it allows the story to continue in the readers own imagination. In your first story it was the lesbian guard and now in your second story you leave your readers with the ingeniously thought out predicament of a sacrificial lamb being thrown to the wolves. Fan-Fucking-Tastic Night Nurse. And I mustn't forget. Our tongues swirl around each other, and I realized she is shaking, just our kiss has made her orgasm. The comprehension struck me, and now I am rock hard in my own shorts, I feel hands them fumbling with my belt. I help her, undoing my zipper without breaking the kiss.Her slender fingers reached in, and drew out my stiff member, and suddenly her face pulls away, leaving my lips feeling barren and naked."Oh so big..." She exclaimed looking down at my cock. I watched as her hands start to rise. She had that condescending, contemptuous look. The man tipped his worn baseball cap and said, ‘Well, you can stay here as long as you need to. But isn’t there someone who can pick you up?’ Melissa said she’d call her fiancé if need be. The man nodded before he and his wife went inside. ‘Okay, Mike, do me again,’ Melissa said, rubbing her arms and shivering. She kept her arms folded against her chest as he embraced her. He thought she smelled really good, a strange but pleasant mix of perfume,. "Uh uh, I don't think so Gerald. Whatever would Sally say if she knew you were getting familiar with other women ?" she said with a smile. "Why don't you just imagine what it would be like to touch and to lick and maybe suckle on my nipples?" She emphasised the question by cupping her hands under her breasts and gently hefted them so that Gerald could get a greater appreciation. His cock stiffened agreeably to show just how much he appreciated what she was doing."Put the condom on Gerald," she.