I found myself longing for more.That said, does it appear that much of the content here is diminishing in quality? Either the stories are so outlandis... they aren’t even possible. Or they are so poorly written that the story is nearly impossible to follow. Or the grammar, spelling, and punctuation is so bad it’s just a jumble of words. I understand some of these issues come from those who don’t speak English as a fluent language. My apologies to you, and thanks for attempting to share your. I'd be a fake to say that I love you. You'd be a fake to say it, as well." I just got carried away." I understand," she said."You'll come to the play tomorrow?" Maybe you'd be smarter to take me out for a movie and a burger." That's not fair," he said. "I don't take you out to hit on you. I like to see the way you respond to fine things." Then I'll be glad to come to the play. Sorry I can't invite you in to the residence." You wouldn't be willing to dine at my place again? As a sign of. As pulled in I could see him standing on the curb waiting. He was wearing a gray pinstripe suit with a light blue shirt and silver tie. I could feel myself getting wet looking at him. I wondered what he would think seeing me in what I was wearing. He slid into the seat. The moment he saw me I could tell he approved. His pants bulged and he was trying to hide it. "Good morning." He said as he closed the door. "Have you been waiting long?" I ask him. "No just walked out there." Once again the. His hands were all over Kay's body - massaging her shoulders and then running both hands down her breasts to her belly button, next she lost her little skirt leaving her in just her soaking panties. Dimitri was now slowly working his way down her body-licking and kissing her sensitive skin but only going as far as her panties, they were both now in another place enjoying each other forgetting I was there. As Dimitri slowly moved his hand into her panties, I heard Kay let out a little slow sigh,.