Ideally the blob would be looking backward, if only so I wouldn't get 'accidentally' hit by any more footballs thrown by asshole jocks. The non-overla...ping fields of view of my eyes and the backward sight blob would produce the maximum possible chaos, but I remembered seeing somewhere that some birds had fields of views for their eyes which were much more to either side than for humans, giving 360 degree vision with almost no overlap. If a bird's brain could handle that, my brain should be able. She was sure there was much promise in those fingers. He had a lovely touch. The glide of his hand smoothly up her back to her shoulders had delighted her. Might those fingers do her further favours, without being asked? Probably not. But to have brought him this far—Keen to see his reaction now, she whispered, “Slip my dress off my shoulders, and down my arms, Jim.”The sheer suggested intimacy of such an action stunned Jim. Was he locked into some kind of dream? Less than two hours ago he had. And the kid's film did save my ass from answering a lot of questions." Yeah, gonna make a hell of an episode," he laughed. "Did you know that it is raining like hell out there." No but with the temperature falling every day, I'm glad that I'm not in it. Of course I would rather be in bed somewhere with a bottle of Jack Daniels." Wouldn't we all?" he asked not expecting an answer."Hey, did you get your burglars?" I asked."Fucking kids," he said. "It's just a matter of time until someone sees. This woman owned me. Body, heart, and soul.“Well now that I’m gonna polish your shaft for about an hour, we’re gonna need a bit of a strategy to avoid any accidental orgasms, aren’t we? You were a little more ready than I anticipated a moment ago and we almost lost you! Luckily for you, I have just such a strategy in place.” At that, she picked up the little black box.“Rather than try to explain it to you, I’ll just demonstrate,” she said and as a sly smile spread across her face she slowly ran.