He sighed, finishing up her leg and putting away everything into the tin box before turning to face her, ‘It doesn’t matter why, we’ve met alrea...y, and I’m kicking myself for not listening to Toni sooner…Don’t tell him I said that though,’ he added after a pause. ‘If I remember correctly, you did not want anything to do with me either,’ he joked ‘If it doesn’t matter, why did you get so angry back there?’ she pushed, not sure why, he obviously didn’t want to talk about Keira. Maybe the alcohol. Besides, with Devon wearing the tight, stone faded jeans it was easy to see he was hard enough as it was. There was no need to overdo it."Uhm... no need to hurry, Devon," she crooned. "We have mid afternoon before we need to worry about Peter. Let's take it nice and easy." Leading him by the hand into the living room which seemed shadowed coming from the brightness outside.She stopped in front of the brown leather sofa, caressing his palm with her thumb. Looking up at him through half opened. So why did I? Well, I happened to be in a state of questioning my usual left-brain approach to everything. I struggled to box it out of select areas, and creative writing is an ideal testing ground with little penalty for failure.About six months into this odyssey I began pondering why I was enjoying this writing while I HATED creative writing in school. I soon realized the process was very different. In High School and College, the topic was usually unappealing and assigned so it stifled. Me condom lagaya aur uske chut me rub karne laga to boli jaldi dal kyu tarpa raha haime dhere dhere usko chut me andar apna lund gusa diya lund aram se andar chala gayame stroke lagana suru kiya wo v sath dene lagi apna kamar utha utha sath de rahi thi5 mint chodne ke baad maine uske tango ko apne arms me utha liya aur chodne laga phir usko doggy style me ghuma kar chodne laga wo to bas bhuke serne ke tarah chila rhe thi aur chodo aur chodo me v speeed me usko chod raha tha fir wo mere upar.