“He did,” Leland said. His father was the kind of person who checked into the meaning of names and other things like that. His father was often re...erred to as a ‘character.’Magus asked, “So how is Oscar Bowne enjoying his career at the university? The last time I saw him he had just been promoted to full professor.”“You know my father?” Leland asked rather surprised by this odd turn of events.“We ran into each other a couple of times back when I lived in Denver,” Magus answered with a. Smooth!”“Yeah, totally smooth. The lights in his place were dimmed and the whole condo was candle-lit. Everything was perfect. So we had some Champagne and I really just wanted to jump him but I wasn’t really sure how these types of dates were supposed to go. We were defining vibing each other though, the chemistry was SO there. Then more or less out of the blue in the middle of some small talk, he just cut me off, took my Champagne from my hand and told me to suck his dick.”“You didn’t have to. She leaned around to look at my computer monitor, just as I closed Facebook. It was a running joke. ‘Well, well,’ she said, putting a pen in her teeth, shaking her head and making ‘tsk’ sounds. I laughed. ‘What now? Are people still picketing our caffeinated beer plant?’ ‘Oh, no. The cops cleared that up a couple hours ago. No, now we’ve got a chemical spill in Sicily.’ ‘The hydrogen fuel-cell division?’ ‘No, the fashion studio—YES, the hydrogen-fuel cell division!’ she said, snickering. ‘Hah,. Helen knelt beside the bed and reached over to play with his prick, which was totally 'asleep' when she started. Under her careful manipulations it rose to something close to its full height and when Hugo tapped her lips with his finger she moved half on to the bed and took it lovingly in her mouth. Licking and sucking and kissing, she felt it grow and grow until it was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. She loved it so, and kissed it passionately.Hugo reached down and lifted her in.