Using shotguns, they hit him with six rounds of shotgun slugs. The slugs tore his body apart like he exploded. Since then, Vassy had been living in an...ther world. She had been to all kinds of specialists, but nobody could get through to her. She lived with her parents, who were devastated by what had happened to their daughter. From that day forward, I looked for Vassy. Actually, I placed items on the curb for her to find. Frank told me she was on a small disability pension and looked for. Tony was rubbing my crotch on the outside of my shorts and I was kissing him really hard with my tongue. After a while Tony moved his hand up under my shirt and was rubbing my tits through my bra. The last few times we went out, I let him play with my tits so I wasn't surprised when a few minutes later he unhooked my bra and pushed it up over my tits. He usually plays with my tits and my nipples, and then starts to move his hand down into my pants. That's usually when I stop him. But this time,. A small soufflé of Roquefort, light as thistledown, lead on to a sorbet of citron, and finally a tiny portion of a chocolate gateau that was hugely rich without being cloyingly sweet.Each course had its own wine that I had begin to appreciate under the tutelage of papa. He was an oenologue and Master of wine during the day, advising restaurants and hotels like this one on their cellars. We were each poured less than half a glass of each wine as an ever-attentive waiting staff brought. I decided on sooner, and incorporated several other criticisms into this rewrite. I hope you find this improved. I left the original in place, in case you choose to compare the before and after. A repeat of the hat tip to member funnyalix for suggesting in a Lit chat one night that I should ‘write from the heart.’ I decided to take her suggestion literally as the basis for the title, then came up with a story to fit. So here we go… Leenysman ~~~~~ Disclaimer: All sexual activity described in.