" Well I am almost five feet tall, and I weigh almost a hundred pounds. Mostly I wear a 3 or small size dress. Thirty four D bra. Hell, just take me e...erywhere with you."I kissed her softly. She pulled me to her and slipped her tongue between my lips and my shaft turned to solid steel. Damn she could turn me on. I felt her little hand feel him through my slacks. I cupped her breasts through her blouse. Her hand stroked the length of him and drove me wild. I ran my hand over her sleek nylon hose. I GO TO SIT AT THE TABLE AND YOU TELL ME I HAVE THE WRONG CHAIR AND I LOOK AT YOU LIKE YOU HAVE LOST YOUR MIND. YOU SET DOWN OUR BAGS AND YOU GRAB ME AND PUT ME ON THE TABLE AND START KISSING ME AND NIBBLING ON MY NECK YOU TELL ME TO TAKE OFF MY SHIRT AND BRA TO FREE YOUR TITS THAT YOU WANT THEM NOW AGAINST YOU HARD AND ERECT YOU BEND DOWN AND TAKE A NIPPLE IN BETWEEN YOUR TEETH AND JUST NIP ENOUGH TO MAKE ME SUCK IN MY BREATH. AS I REACH UP TO GRAB THE BACK OF YOUR HEAD YOU HANDCUFF ONE WRIST. The ones by the sink looked like a science experiment." She pretended to shudder. "One had tentacles, I swear." "And you solve that by never eating off of plates, right? Just out of bags and boxes?" "No, that's not true." She gave him a fake glare. "I have those plastic plates you can reuse for a while." "Oh, that's so much better." Brody shook his head. "Well it's better than starting new life forms in the sink. I always tell Nate he should have majored in biology. He could bring down. I’m sorry, my eyes are still burning from the chlorine’ Becky said while dabbing at them with her napkin. ‘Chlorine?’ ‘I swim at the Y a few times each week and somebody went nuts with the stuff today, or whatever chemical it is they put in the water’ Becky said. ‘That’s about my only recreation these days. I used to be on the swim team back in high school and college, and used to be halfway decent at one point, believe it or not.’ ‘Oh really’ I said with interest. ‘I guess that explains… uh.