I can't think of anybody I'd rather go out with on my first date in twenty years than a man who hasn't had a date in over fifty!" She began to laugh h...sterically, dragging in great gasps of air as the tension and emotion fled her body through the guffaws. She had to sit down on the floor as she grew too weak to stand."Should I be offended?" asked Bob striking a dignified pose.Gidget waved at him repeatedly as she continued to laugh."No..." she gasped. "I'm sorry ... I didn't ... mean it .... I couldn’t believe she hadn’t gotten back to me yet. "How are we doing in here?” Damn, she was amazing at sneaking up on me, or was I just too distracted to notice her?“Good, except my girlfriend isn't answering my texts of the pictures I am sending her. Would you mind giving me your opinion? I had decided it was easier to pretend that these were something my girlfriend was into, rather than trying to explain that there was some woman online who I liked to send pictures to.“I'm sorry, I'm not. "This isn't what it looks like, Jimmy," I said. "I can explain and-" "How're you gonna explain away der fact that yer face deep in pussy?" interrupted Calbone. "My wife's pussy and-" "Jimmy, don't hurt him," said Dolores. "Please don't -" "Shut the hell up!" snapped Calbone. "You don't get to talk. I oughta smack that mouth of yours shut. Have you had it on this asshole's dick? Have you?" My mind was racing, trying to think of some way out of the situation-- not much you can do though when your. Though why would they have gotteninto any other limo?As soon as they hit the main road, Daphne had to ask the question thathad been at the forefront of her mind since she made eye contact withTrixie. "Why aren't you still on the boat?"Sassy as always, Beatrix responded with, "Hey, it was your fault fornot telling me to stay on the boat." But I did," Daphne said with a bit of defiant expectation. "And I'mnot sure how you were able to get over the command."Beatrix threw up her shoulders with a.