Why did I survive?" he asked, curiosity slowly overcoming his fear.Elaina shrugged negligently, her breasts gently swaying, a curious look crossing he... face. "You're interesting. And I like you, I guess." You guess? What's that supposed to mean?" Realizing that death was no longer imminent, he felt anger at his situation begin to rise. Her next comment quashed that in a hurry."It means I won't be killing you ... today. I may change my mind." She shrugged again to show her opinion of that line. Red wine often contains tyramine, so make sure you stick to white wine, and not a lot of that, either; PLUS, you must drink at least a glass of water before bedtime. Reg, make sure she obeys me on that.”“Yes, dear,” sighed Reg. “I’ll read up on migraine triggers before we go out to any event. At least I have a decent suit to wear.”“That was for our commitment ceremony, Reg, not for every event. If we feel you need another rig-out for a special event, we will get you one; is that. Pete had to give little groans of pleasure himself and as their bodies grew more heated and excited she picked up the pace. Pete's hands had moved to her hips now helping with her fucking. Both were breathing heavy and a sheen of sweat glistened on their bodies.Pete was watching his wife's face as she climbed for her release. Her blue eyes were closed, the tip of her pink tongue just sticking out of her full red lips, she was lost in rising ecstasy.Marcy's hips were pounding now and Pete was. It makes you look thinner." It does," David said with a nod while he shifted his legs in his heelsso could get a clearer look at them.Veronika struggled not to laugh at the one leg forward, one leg backstance David had taken to glance down at his legs before she added,"The shimmer makes them appear thinner too."David nodded again, enjoying the details that Veronika was giving himbefore she continued, "Now, the opaque tights you wore last wear, theymake your legs look even thinner because they.