" Good, if you would like to move your hand from my pussy, I'll go back to Brian." May I?" Dad stuttered, "No, it doesn't matter, I shouldn't ask." Ma... you what?"It's okay, I shouldn't ask," he answered, "It was silly of me to even think it." Think what?" she replied, "Ask what?" Well, I would love to kiss you there," he stuttered again, "before you get off the bed."My penis was rock hard as I listened."You want to kiss my pussy?" I'd love to, especially while it's wet like this. I know you. I care for you, but I'm not ready to become a spinster waiting for you." Why are you telling me this?" I don't want to mislead or lie to you Drew. I don't want to be a "cheating girlfriend" and all the guilt that goes with that. I care about you too much to run around behind your back. Can you understand?" Yeah I can, I don't like it but I can understand your thinking." I thought how fickle I was. I hadn't wanted a relationship because I was going into the Navy, then I wanted a relationship. Because I get out half an hour earlier than the other guys, I usually get to the pub ahead of them. I am supposed to get the table near the pool table and get some wings ordered. It works pretty well for us.I had just nicely picked up my draft beer when I noticed a blonde looking my way. I nodded to her and went over to the table I intended to claim. As I walked I tried to remember if I had seen her in the place before. I came to the conclusion that she had to be new because she was the type. People streamed past her as she threw up, many of them commenting on how disgusting she was, but no-one stopping to help. Straightening up, feeling hot and clammy she made her way up the escalators and the office. She knew she was going to have to do something about the situation soon before it was too late. * Sitting on the side of the bed, the towel wrapped around his waist, Mitch sat speaking on the phone to his agent George. ‘Put the feelers out for me George. Either the West End or.