.. or fuck if that's what you're in the mood for. I enjoy being with you either way."I reached down and wrapped my fingers around his hard cock throug... the material of his pants. I smiled and said, "It feels like you're in the mood for a good fuck. We can make love tomorrow. We can do anything you want tomorrow."I checked to make certain I'd locked the door. I was about to put my purse on the table by the door where I normally keep it but instead I brought it into the bedroom with me. When. Would you like to customize it in any way?”Corva looked the sheet over thoughtfully. If she turned out to be a min-maxing power-gamer, people would never believe she hadn’t been a plant. But, her request turned out to be stylistic. “Instead of daggers, can she wield kukris? They’re a curved blade the Gurkha carried in the nineteenth century.”“Same stats as a dagger?” Nick picked up his iPad to search out the weapon. “They look really cool.”“Yes, but cutting instead of piercing.” Casey said. “A. I asked her how were her dance classes going – she said they were fine, and coolly gave me the pen back – I looked at her and caught her hand and asked her to sit – she smiled and folded her skirt and sat down, actually I was more interested in looking at her breasts than talking to her – my continuous stare made her uncomfortable but still she sat. I slowly touched her head and pulled her my way – she did not object or resist to my advances. She fell on my shoulder – I lightly kissed her. "It seems that everyone wants to know if we are an item," she stated after placing her drink order. "No, they just being polite. What they really want to know is if you invited me home and I banged you," I answered. "Why is that such a concern to them?" "Mostly its our age difference. The men want to know what I have that they don't. For the women it's what do I see in you and visa versa and if they have a chance." "Let them believe what they want," she replied and we clinked glasses. "I am.