I took her to a few places she had to pick up some personal items, during this time we got to know each other. She told me that she was down on her lu...k and that she was trying to get back on her feet. I could understand what she was saying because everyone gets down on their luck every now and then. Her last stop was at the package store, she brought a bottle of Grey Goose, and I got me a half a case of Bud Light. She started giving me directions to her place the route we were taking was. I enjoyed it.(*Anne-Mal) Final question: Do you see anything creating Modern Myths?(The_Professor) Not in the classic sense. Myths were used to explain the unexplainable. We see ourselves as being too sophisticated for that now.(*Anne-Mal) We do, but what of our future descendants?(ehayes) UFO's, New Ageism,... You don't see these as being modern myths?(*Anne-Mal) Oops that is question 3 and 4! Kind of unfair of us!(ehayes) It's not my fault! Michelle made me ask that!(The_Professor) I suppose,. “Then get out of my room, you dick, so I can get ready.”“Sandy, this is my room.”“Oh. Well, you didn’t have to be so rough.”“I’m sorry, next time I’ll wake you with a kiss, promise.”She smiled at me, strangely.“Did we sleep here?” she asked.“Yes we did. But as far as I can remember, I was a perfect gentleman.” I said, handing her the bra from the floor. “Now, unless you plan on sharing a shower, I’ve got to get down to the Vortex room in fifteen minutes.”“Not today. I’ll see you in the Vortex. Letting the passion take over I pushed her onto the couch after stealing a couple more of her sexy kisses. I slid my fingers in and out of her hot hole and started licking up and down that tight slit of hers. Her moaning started to become faster and faster. Her hips were locked around my head and she was rocking herself in motion. Ohhhh yeah... OOhhhhh yeah.... Don’t stop. Ohhhhh. The taste of her was everything to me at that point. I licked her faster and faster as I felt her clinch and then I.