And holy shit, Iunderstand why they're called that now. I'm sorry, but as long as Ifeel this way...I don't think I'm going to stop, Laura. I won't b... ableto."She paused for a moment, sighed, and said, "Nathan...I think thatwhatever happened, did more than switch our bodies. I think it'smessing with our minds somehow as well. I just don't yet know how...orwhy." Me neither, but we need to figure it out before I start shooting you upwith heroin." Don't even fucking joke about that kind of. " She looked aroundthen and a glint of recognition crossed her face as she caught sight ofa shaggy haired youth who was leaning casually against a red MGconvertible. Trish waved at the boy, who made no move to approach. When Knight turned around, he recognized the boy as a frequent visitorto the resort bar. He thought it strange that the youth did not comeforward. As though divining his thoughts, Trish quickly added, "Randy's veryshy. But you'll meet him. Well, Davie, I'll see you later, OK?". So I lifted her up and layed her back on the table spreading her legs wide I teased her by starting kissing her feet slowly working up her leg biting and kissing all the way up her thigh . She thought i was going to eat her pussy but a grabbed her other foot and started kissing it slowly working my way back to her pussy she was begging me to eat her pussy . I started licking and scking on her lips god she was dripping wet and tasted so sweet ,when I got to her clit she grabbed my head and held. Feeling awkward, Dexter tried to find a neutral topic of conversation.“Well ... here we ... So, what’s it like, selling real estate?”“I hate it,” Ann said.“Why?” Dexter asked.Of all of the jobs out there, Dexter assumed that being a realtor would be one of the least hostile job areas. It was a fairly portable occupation, meaning that one didn’t seem to be locked into a particular company.Ann answered, “It isn’t a very stable occupation. I can go for quite a while without making any sales. That.