"Man, she is smart!" "May! Don't help her!" "It had been just a hypothesis, based on the fact that only three people would not abandon you, Dobie, no ...atter what misadventure you had." "Three!? Only three?!" "Based on all the available data I've collected and analyzed about you, Dobie-kins: Yes." "Just out of curiosity, am I one of those three?" "You don't want to know, my dearest. "So, Maynard." "Eh, May." "May Nardgee. Or maybe Maine, or..." "So, May, how far has my would-be Don Juan talked. I brought two bottles, and glasses. We were talking. I noticed she was shy. The girl needs to relax, I thought. I turned my back at her and poured some whisky in her glass.I need to relax too and I thought, and poured some whisky in mine too. I couldn’t stop looking at her nipples. It’s pretty cosy here and she said slowly after drinking my special cola. She stood up to look round the place where’s your bedroom?Can I see it? She asked and went upstairs. It’s so soft and she said lying on my. "You’re just making that up to make me feel better!" No, I'm not! Stacy, you are lovely. I love your small tits. Yes, they are small, but that is not a bad thing. In my book, it's a very good thing. I adore small tits and you have the nicest I have ever held."There was silence for a while and we just lay together in a cosy embrace. The warmth of her little body seemed to seep into my right-hand side and pour straight down to my groin. I was getting really turned on!"I better go back to my. (This is mad. Definitely have to abort the mission)"My phone! Where's my cellphone!" suddenly I heard Samantha/me hissinguncontrollably.I was stuck as an observer. I could only watch as my hands went intothe bag and started rummaging things out. Then I felt my hand found thecellphone, snatched it and started pressing buttons in hurry."Gotta get outta here!" I heard myself whispering and I could sense mytorso turned around. My feet began to glide toward the toilet doorbeyond my command.(Hold.