He paused from eating and asked, “Do you like the way I make your pussy purr?” “Oooh yes, you can do that all day, I’d let you!” As he resum...d eating, and when he sucked in my clit, I started shaking so hard that I nearly slid of the sofa. When he took it between his teeth and bit it a surge of electricity went straight from his lips to my clit. I moved my head side to side and purred, “Mmm, that’s it, just like that! Oooh, aarrgggghhh, please don’t stop!” "Oh my sweet Kandy, you taste so good!. Andrea emerged from the back of the bar carrying Freddie's coffee with its usual glass of water. "Ephcharisto," he thanked her as she put it down on his table. He turned back to the archaeologists. "Sorry, I should introduce myself. Freddie Clegg." Hi," the mermaid said. "Bethany Howes." She seemed disappointed when Freddie didn't react to her name but it meant nothing to him. "Maybe you saw my TV documentary on the cult of Diana at Ephesus?"Freddie shook his head. "Sorry," he said. "I don't. She did try to find out who I was asking for, but I gently deflected the questions by telling her it was for a friend.On Monday, in chemistry, Kara asked if I would take her for ice cream.“Kara, remember what we talked about!”“I know. I’m not asking for a kiss. But my parents are wondering when we’re going out again.”“Why do you want to go out with me? I don’t get it.”“You goofball, I like you. And you know darn well that on December 1st I’m going to ask you to kiss me. There’s never been any. Sometimes, Bill was a wit; sometimes, he got only half-way. She walked away slowly enough for him to catch up and ask her for a date. He didn’t. He didn’t even offer to drive her home.Their talk the next week was as friendly, and as fruitless. She went back in the choir. That cut her interactions with Bill down to the once-a-month coffee hours, but maybe he would be more interested if she looked harder to get.She’d fought enough with Bill, and she knew his politics. She figured that wearing her.