He said "For you." I said "Thanks". I had no intention of drinking it. Carl must have seen the look on my face because he then said "You ain't leaving...here until you've had it all! If you don't drink it, it will be going in your puss. Just think, this as all been stored right. So it should all still be fertile. So take a nice big drink now and tell us all how much you like it." I though if I have a choice I'll choose where it will be safest for me. I lifted the glass and took a small drink. I. PRINCESSWhat Will I Do? Uh ... Ooh...(Then Tell Me, Just WhatWill I Do)BOTHI Just Can’t Stop Loving YouA call from Ken woke me up the next morning at ten am. The song I recently attached to his phone number was “Building the Barricade” from LES MISÉRABLES.“Yeah Ken, what’s going on?“Do you want to take a walkthrough at the Mansion? I can get you up-to-date on everything if you’d like?”“Sure, sounds like fun. We can be there in fifteen minutes.”“We?”“I’m not allowed to drive by myself, yet.”“I. My hubby and I love to travel the backroads and explore the less well-traveled parts of the Southeast. During these road trips sometimes we’re the only ones in a diner or a gas station, which can be kinda eerie, but also very arousing for me because with fewer or no witnesses, I am free to do as I please. And I like pleasing myself.We rolled up on this desolate adult store, at first, it looked closed. It was a one-story cement block building with peeling paint, no windows and only one door,. ’ I squeezed her hand and smiled. It was the best idea I had heard in long time. The idea of ignoring our pasts and concentrating on each other was sublime. ‘That sounds wonderful,’ I agreed, turning in my chair to better face her. Humor flooded back into her eyes. ‘What should we do this afternoon?’ Amber asked, her eyebrows bounced in a seductive way. The week that followed was, by far, the best week of my life. We played, we laughed, we enjoyed each other thoroughly. I took Amber back to.