"Thank you" she grinned, "I'll look forward to it"Over dinner she confided in me that men like me were the reason she'd never married,"I think my sex ...rive would be too high for most men" she laughed, "And my kinks too numerous" So I've not discovered all of your kinks yet?" Oh God no" she laughed, "Not even close" Tell me about them" I'll tell you later, in bed" she teased, "It'll be more fun" Minx" I laughed with her and then suggested that we went to my house where we could drink champagne. She was wearing another one of those tight fitting tanktops that had been driving me crazy all week, this one in red. Her shorts were gone, leaving only a pair of black panties. The shirt was short on her and that perfect belly was exposed to me. She was my wet dream come true, bathed in the light of a single candle, a french vanilla jar candle which I usually kept in the guest bathroom. The air around us was sweet-smelling, and it only enhanced the experience I was feeling through my entire. She looks like she could use an attitude adjusting like you. I bet she wants someone to take control of her, just like you do.” I said, my smile growing.“You’re a sick fuck.” Rochelle spat.“What? How is that any different than what I do to you?” I asked, concerned a bit at Rochelle’s anger.“Look, I’ll admit, the whole ‘fetch a girl for you’ thing is kinda hot, but seriously, you want me to bring my little sister home for you? What the fuck is wrong with you?” Rochelle replied, her voice. And without saying anything, not even offering an apology for hitting me with it, the jerk turned around, and walked away back to his hot girlfriend, who was apparently playing volleyball with him.It was not only embarrassing the fact that I was hit with a ball and that I had to suck up the saliva dripping from the corner of my mouth, but also that I still was on my beach chair, not on my knees savoring the succulent lunch I thought I was! I immediately felt the hollow sensation of the.