.enticing once I got to thinking about it. Maybe it was my drunken state. Maybe it was my love for the unknown shit. Or maybe it was a mixture of both... Max was out of town for a few days so he wasn’t going to know about this. Unless I tell him it happened in a dream. “So what makes you think I’m wet for you?” I asked, trying to show my defiance. “And what the fuck is your name so I can quit referring to you as He or Him?” “I know you more than you think,” He began before moving towards me, “I. I licked it to give it some kind of lubrication at least and inserted it into one of my no - no places. I also recall a time in elementary school, I had a friend that came over and to cure our boredom, we went digging around my parents stuff…of course we found the stash of toys. I had NO idea what a vibrator was at this point in my life but let me tell you, my friend new exactly WHAT is was and how to use it. She explained to me what it was. Let’s just say that my friend had educated me on. “Thank you, John. I appreciate your help.”After the senator had replaced her disguise Whitaker walked her out, the two chatting happily. Taylor was just heading for the bedroom when Whitaker returned, her happy demeanor replaced with a scowl.“You can’t help yourself, can you?” she said, her fists balled up, resting on her hips.“I think I did OK for myself, Princess. I mean, I had the flight from hell, then you waltz in with Suzette fucking Caldwell, without an ‘oh, by the way, I’m bringing the. I could hear the splash of water behind me so I knew they were chasing me. I suddenly felt a hand on my leg pulling me backwards causing me to lose my stroke and go slightly under water, this stopped me from swimming and made me stand up in the pool the water was around my neck so I had to stand on tip toe to stop the water splashing in my face as they both dived onto me.I felt hands grabbing at parts of my body trying to get a firm hold on me to try to duck me under. I grabbed at them trying.