“Wow, you’re very lucky,” I replied.Eddie looked at me pensively for a few seconds before he smiled, and then asked, “Do you believe in miracl...s?”Being a nonbeliever and not wanting to embark on a long explanation about my lack of religious belief, I merely shrugged in a noncommittal fashion.“Eighteen months ago I had a terrible motorbike accident and lost my left hand,” Eddie said holding up his left hand as if offering proof. He then continued, “My hand was amputated just above the wrist.”My. Suddenly it seemed my mind was taken over and I wanted nothing more than to taste her plump lips and to feel her perfect breasts in my hands, not to mention the thoughts her outfit was conjuring. I escaped to change the music, it seemed we were stuck on a spooky sounds track and people wanted to dance. As I was bent over fumbling for a CD to change someone spanked me! It was Grace- she had brought her hand down on my ass in a hard slap, shocked I straighten up just in time for her to give me a. But she was a skinny girl. Skinner then me. She lets the bottom slip for just a second. But gets it back down. He brings it down her body. To the tiny opening between her legs. She starts breathing heavy. Shaking. Her toes curled. And she arched her back. She was having an orgasm I thought. Though iv never seen a girl have one. During her fit. She drops the button to the floor. And the compressor turns on. She tries to grab it but just can’t reach. He removes the vibrator turning it. ” She takes a sip of beer. “This isn’t the same, she looks into her tankard, it’s more red, (pause) tastes of spices, (another taste and pause) smoother and I don’t think it’s quite as strong. Have you still got those beer notes? I want to see if I can identify it.” I twist round to check the table behind us, there is a copy on there so I ask the lad sitting there to pass it. “Thank you.” I pass the notes to Jenny, and she spends a couple of minutes reading then announces.“It has to be.