They mentioned Edna Ferber's, "Cimarron" as an example of what they were looking for."What the hell was he talking about? My serious writing is non-fi...tion. Everything else is this silly romance stuff."Eddie, you there? Listen, I'll send you my notes. But I have to tell you, they are looking for a quick commitment on this. They know about your Romance novels and like your writing style. I showed them the stuff you sent me on your research on those battles in New Mexico, what were they? Oh,. Behind those enlargingnipples, there appeared to be balloons, which were quickly being,inflated. Larger and larger they became, as his nipples puffed out likemarshmallows on top of the balloons.Hank moaned and you could hear it gain in pitch until it reachedunrealistically high tones, like those of tiny young girl.His waist pinched in, farther and farther becoming ridiculously smallin circumference.The last thing to go Hank reached out to hold onto, attempting to keepit from slipping away.. And I finally just told him to shut up and prove it. He had my skin on fire and my blood sizzling. I was more than ready and damn near let him take me right there. I was backing up off the dance floor when he pushed me against the wall and started kissing more. His hands on my waist, skimming my chest and finally settling on my ass where he tried to pull my mini skirt up. I knew right then that we had to go. I grabbed his hand and walked to the table. I threw my room key to the girls and told. Sophie enquirer about what we were planning on doing then before we could answer suggested hanging around with the two of them at the beach . We were not going to complain and D blurted out that we had unfinished business with them at the beach. I had a flashback of fingering Sophie's shaven pussy and watching D get blown before Angie blew chunks !Sophie said yep Angie owes you big time then whispered into my ear and you owe me this as she rubbed my still hard cock ! We finished our food which.