" Sir! This is a fourteen hundred dollars a bottle champagne!" Oh yeah? Then we should probably get a few to go, then. Bring us a couple of six packs ...f that stuff." The guys jaw dropped and a couple of the cops at my table laughed. The wine waiter did that look down the nose at me thing they do to intimidate you. "I'm serious, pal, and get your ass in gear." I snapped my fingers at him, "Twelve bottles of wine, fifteen thousand bucks, ca-ching! Move it!" He moved it. "Speaking of ass in gear,". Any dog would, right? So that’s what I saw as I slowly woke up, Bitch kneeling next to the bed and watching me. I managed to hide the fact that I had woken up for a while so I could watch her. Or I hadn’t managed and she didn’t care, who knows.Bitch was still a beautiful mess. While the tears had long since dried, you could still see that she had cried much the previous day. Her tits were smeared with tried blood and under it one could see that the black of the hematoma had started giving way. Me: Yeah, I too have my practicals to attend too.She: ohhh college huhh!!! By the way my name is Neha…yours?Me: I am Vivian…nice meeting you.She: same here…you travel everyday by this local itself right? I have seen you.HARD-ON!!!Me: Yeah(with a blushing smile)The train arrives, we say goodbye and leave.Next day on we started greeting each other with smiles.I had to do something now to get her mobile number. I planned to cook up a story of being part of KEEP THE STREETS CLEAN campaign initiated. She leant back against the tree, resumed stroking my prick, and pulled my face to her to kiss me again. I reached down, my fingers sliding down to her pussy, and as I brushed against her wet lips, I felt Lori shiver.Her lips were wet, and wide open, and my finger slid easily along her. I rubbed around her clit, tiny little circles, pressing and rubbing my fingertip against her sensitive skin. As I rubbed her clit, Lori stroked my prick harder, squeezing tighter around my shaft.“Inside me,” she.