Taking the lead, I text Damien about that drink catch up this evening. I offer to meet in the bar at the hotel I’m in, so I can either have a quick ...etaway… or perhaps an offer of something a little more in line with what my husband has challenged me for. Surprisingly, there’s not much time between my message and receiving a reply from Damien. The tingle I get when I read his message certainly has me excited – and definitely says there could be some fun to be had tonight.I head to the hotel. “Huh…what is he…” Suddenly, he pressed her legs open wide, spreading her for his view. “Oh…”She blushed, jerking at his strong hold until she felt his long tongue slip up between her labia. This time her thought, “Oh,” turned into a very vocal and drawn-out, “Ohh…” Her arms slipped out from beneath her and she sank back onto the bed as his abnormally long tongue pressed inside her.“A-ahh…oh, fuck,” she moaned, her body flushing and her back arching as he sucked and licked at her pussy. Her tank. Within two days,I would be the wife of an oil king with many wives, then become a childfactory before all my wishes were achieved. And in those same two days, amarriage becomes a requirement to gain a desire to help people, not tolive a beloved life and be a part of life greater than myself. Creating agreat heritage that will then continue to be remembered by many people.No wonder in this kingdom there is rarely a prominent intellectual orartist who eventually succeeded overseas...I couldn't. George then noticed several of the girls, those still wearing some kind of top, were sporting t-shirts emblazoned with an Austin-area strip club logo. Several other shirt logos represented several sororities from the Austin-area colleges. Nearly every patio seat and chaise lounge were occupied by a nubile woman soaking in the prevalent sunlight in their barely-there attire.Along the edge of the deck overlooking Uncle Justin’s manufactured lake, several girls were dancing to a bass-heavy club.