" Then she smiled warmly and addressed the second part of Ginger's question, "As for me, I think you forgot I was here, but it wouldn't have mattered ...f all of Los Angeles were in the reception area, you would have done the same thing." If you think it looks so good with Charley and me, what's wrong with you and Ken? From the sound of it, he's a real man — exactly like Charley. What makes you different?" Kathy was so taken aback, she didn't know what to say, so wisely she said nothing.Ginger. "What is this?" Jessica asked and held up one of my bialys.I was about to answer when Sandra beat me to it, "It's a bialy, like a bagel but with a dent filled with onion instead of a hole."A bit stunned I said, "I'm impressed. I didn't know you were a bread connoisseur." I'm not, but I lived in New York for a year and had breakfast at a Polish bakery every day."I laughed a bit and seated myself at the table. I took a big bite of my bialy and found that it was really tasty. I knew I had baked it. But just a little smear on my lips didn't tell me enough.... I opened my mouth and my tongue found George's fingers. I was going to lick them but George pushed two fingers into my mouth and said I should suck.I closed my mouth around his fingers and sucked. Sucked the cum off them. By then I was getting really turned on again. There was something about sucking his fingers....And George was getting turned on as well. He was moaning quietly and making lots of encouraging noises next to me with. She could never have consciously donesomething as potentially dangerous as that herself.What an odd way to live a life, Marcia thought. She wondered if otherpeople didn't also live at least some part of their lives in a similarfashion, with or without realizing it. Perhaps the difference was that, inretrospect, they took more credit (or blame)--rightly or wrongly--fortheir actions, reluctant to admit just how out-of-control they'd actuallybeen when making some of the most important decisions of.