When I put my jeans and shirt in a pile, I reached for a pair of theriding pants in the closet."Sir-" Hal interrupted and I froze, looking at him. "Y...ur bath."It took altogether about an hour for the house assistant, Janette totrim my hair close to my scalp all the way around but leaving the frontbangs long over my eyes, a complete shaving of my crotch, which Iinsisted on doing myself, and finally my bath, which I took while Halwaited outside. Again, solely upon my insistence.Everything was. I was so desperate it only made me lick faster. “Good girl, oh good girl”, he mumbles now. I knew he was about to give me the salty indulgence. The saline liquid that taste so amazing. I rub my tongue hard against him now. Paying extra attention to his tip where the pre-salt was oozing out. With a sudden “Oh gosh”, from him his hand wraps around the back of my head and he tilts himself downward lining himself up with my mouth. I whimper again as the sudden gush of hot salty liquid starts to. He whispers to the usher “This is a mystery, and I have to watch a mystery close up. Get me a better seat, and I’ll give you a handsome tip”. The usher moves him into the second row, and the man hands the usher a quarter. Yep. 25 cents. The usher looks at the quarter in his hand, leans over and whispers “The wife did it”.A man stood outside his house after a bitter divorce and noticed a crate of beer bottles. He took out an empty bottle and smashed it onto the wall swearing “You are the reason. Greg was a neighbour. Greg was absolutely stunningly beautiful, 6 feet tall, 25 years old, newly married, short reddish blonde hair, athletic build (but didn't really do much in the way of athletics), and one of my friends. The problem here was that I was 23, living with a girlfriend, 5 feet 9 inches tall, dark brown hair and not bad looking for my age. Greg was straight as they come and me, well I was sort of straight. If you call an active sex life with most of the guys at boarding school and.