Some of them were female, and some of these really liked Jiri, liked him a lot.But Jiri could see that they only wanted him for his brains, which seem...d to him like an unsound basis for a relationship. How can you have a good relationship if the only thing you have in common with your partner is some smarts? He hoped that, one day, he would find a girl that would want him for his body, for love, for sex. Oh, she'd have to be smart, too, of course, but he really wanted to share some spark of. She turned and looked out the window, silent for a minute. "Mike?" Um?" I answered.Chloe leaned over and whispered, "Would it be alright if we had a little more wine?"I thought for a second. She still seemed lucid and wine, as the Europeans say, is food. I couldn't really think why not. "Sure. I'll go get us something."A bright smile lit up her face. I went forward to the lounge car and picked up a half bottle of the Chardonnay along with an elegant plastic cup. I poured the wine into the cup. “Oh fuck baby that feels so good. Keep pounding mommy.” I decided to play back, “You like that dick you dirty whore?”“Yes, God I do. Keep giving it to me baby. Don’t stop. Keep fucking my cunt.” I pulled her legs over my shoulder so that now I was pounding deep down into her hole. Like with veronica, every time I came down, I brought down my entire body weight. This made mom squeak with every thrust. But eventually my steady rhythm of hard pounding her soaking tight pussy got to me, “Oh shit. I refilled their coffee and my order came up a minute later.Obviously I must have known what I was writing because everything on theorder was right. I went through my entire shift in a fog yet I goteverything right. Finally it was 3:30, the end of my shift, and I satdown at the counter and had a BLT with fries for lunch. What the hellare you doing to your body John? French fries and bacon! Your arterieshave to be clogging as fast as you stuff your mouth. No wonder you havea big butt, you eat.