I'm getting too old to fool around on the couch."I rose unsteadily to my aching feet, downing the remainder of my beer with one enthusiastic swig. "Th...t's not what you said two weeks ago," I teased; the memory of our first night together on the office sofa made me blush."Insatiable and incorrigible: you're one hell of a girl!" Did you mean what you said to that guy earlier tonight?" I asked, knowing he was following close behind me as I entered my bedroom. "About me having a boyfriend?" Hell,. .." I tried to get my thoughts together. "I think you are too nice for me to think of you that way!"She smiled at me. "You really are sweet, aren't you." She looked at me. "Jim, I like you, but I can't cheat on Henry," she took a breath. "You don't want me to do that, do you?"A sudden inspiration hit me. It was all I could do to keep from grinning. If I played this right...!"OK. Kissing for money is out of the question. It was just a thought." I paused for a bit, thinking how I was going to. . Not letting his off his leash just yet as Denise still looks a little too nervous.The teacher reaches forward as she takes a couple of half steps toward the big dog – she’s clearly very nervous about actually touching him – and when she does make contact, we can almost see her shiver. Fear? Excitement? It’s hard to tell – but either way, she doesn’t look relaxed. Breathing deep, her small tits rising and falling.Petra senses her nerves and talks, partly to her, partly to camera, “It’s. "Do not raise your weapons in this man's defense."A blade appeared at her throat. "Drop the staff!"She turned and looked at the man. After a moment cords appeared on his neck. He was armored; you couldn't see his arms, but his hand sagged."And who is this person you defend?" she asked the man whose blade was now a few inches from her throat."Prince Kirilin, the King's youngest son," the man said, his voice trembling with effort."If you promise to take me to the king, I'll come. Else I'll go on.