“Would you like me to lick you up?” He queried. I raised my head high and dipped it low. “Lick me, Brady,” I implored, “I want your tongue t... brush me all over like you eat ice cream. Visualize that I am made of chocolate. Now you must taste me.” My words poured out of my mouth like sweetest music. They proceeded into his ears, euphonically prompting him to smile and drag his lips up my throat. I crouched rearward as though I would hit the floor with the back of my head. Brady’s hands hardened. It never occurred to me that you would get mad after all our flirting. I really thought you found me attractive. I'm so sorry!"Don looked at her, startled, "Jenny, where does that idea come from? The one that I don't think you're cute. Who ever said that?" Well," she answered, "I know guys, and if a gal they think is sexy gives them the OK, you fellas all just jump on her. I kind of believed you thought I was, and didn't think it would be such a chore to make love to me. I'm real sorry." She. Otica here says you had a run-in with a troll about a week ago.’ ‘So? Just take it down.’ ‘I can’t just take it down,’ the boss said. ‘Free speech and all that crap.’ ‘For trolls?’ I was astonished. ‘They do have a disproportionately high share of lawyers,’ the policeman chimed in. ‘Then just arrest the fucking troll,’ I told him. ‘Well, we could do a troll sweep,’ he said. ‘Oh, great, a troll sweep,’ the boss said. ”Round up the usual suspects,’ eh, Captain Renault?’ By now the officers had. Then I saw a strange look on her face. She said, “Ok, my Raja, why didn’t you say that you too gave your heart for me?”. Now, gathering some courage, I replied, “I am sorry Mausi ji”. “Sorry wont do, if you want me not to report this to your Parents then you have to do whatever as I ask you to”. I shook my head. She said, “Ok, my chotta Raja, let me see what are you hiding behind that sheet of cloth?” and she removed the part of bed-sheet from my Dick. I did not protest. I was now able to know.