It was obvious by how they were avoiding details about their dates that they had both been lucky. By mutual consent, they dropped the subject.Tom aske..., “Have you given any more thought to Parker’s Perfect Pizza?”“Yes,” Dan answered.He had started reading the last article. It was about how to establish lifelong goals as a way of focusing and directing one’s decisions. It had used a trip to the grocery store as an example about how knowing your destination, allowed you to make decisions at each. . buy me one of those", she said in a slurred voice. "Pardon!" was his reply, but in those seconds of silence he studies her, especially those sagging melons that were her tits that by the way they wobbled told him she was braless. A quick observation of her followed, she was unattractive, her hair was a mess, her dress had all hallmarks of an 'opportunity shop' and she certainly needed a bath; but it was those tits, the sort that he always admired decided his reply. "Sure I'll buy you one if. .. and for some reason, I find it quite arousing."Oh hell no," she shouts, "No way that I'm going to let some horny old black guy fuck me! Fuck it! I'd rather go to jail!" That can be arranged," I intone as I pick the phone back up."Wait," she pleads, now almost on the brink of tears, "What... what were you thinking of doing to me?"The rebellious tone that she has been affecting up until now is gone, slowly replaced by fear. She realises that she has gotten herself in over her head. She is. His fingertips glide in featherlight circles over her skin, making her quiver. His mouth skims her knees and inner thighs as he moves to settle between her legs.Smooth skin of her legs sliding over his shoulders, he flattens his tongue over the freckle. He sucks at that spot, wanting to leave her a mark somewhere that was only for the two of them. Somewhere only they knew about."Dean..." she moans, clawing at himThe rough way she handles him makes him feel good. Alive. It reminds him that he's.