"See?"Hunger stood up. "Good boy! Shall we go? On the way, I'll fill you in on this Wilde woman, and I mean wild in the feral sense of the word. I pop...ed her name into my PC's search engine and, man, she was a pip! C'mon, I'll tell you all about it on the way."As they passed by Lucy's desk, Tag said, sounding most businesslike, "Miss Fern, hold all my calls, I'll be out a while." Then, to Hunger, he added, "God, I've always wanted to say that!" Hunger said, "And now you have. Come, I'll tell. .I said perfect…She replied so how should I take..I said come to my house in my house there were more paintings…She replied okay…I messaged hmmm…She replied me with okay good night..I said good nightThen we used to talk alot in office and in messages we became very close in one week and weekend came. On friday when we both going to home she said I will come to your house tommorow for painting send me the address I will come. I said ok. After reaching my home after fresh up I am eating and. ’ The title was ‘Thanks a Lot’ and squinting she could see it was done by Ernest Tubb. It didn’t mean anything to her… she wasn’t sure she had even seen a 45 vinyl before! After staring at it for a while, she figured ‘What the hell!’ and put it on the record player (which she hadn’t used since her asshole husband had finally got the word and left). She looked at the settings, saw the 33-rpm, and yes, there was one for 45-rpm. Playing the record she heard a somewhat whiney, somewhat scratchy. Lori kissed my chest, my throat and my ears, the latter with lots of wet tongue and I shuddered weakly."Joe, that was wonderful. The way you kissed me, it was so sweet, so caring!" I can't get enough of you, Lori," I whispered back. "Do you like that, I mean me kissing you?" Do I like it? Jeez, Joe, I'm on Cloud Nine! That was incredible. I told you, the sex I had was all in front of the camera. No real kissing, no soft touches, no tenderness. Lube up and stick it in! Change position! And.