I lay there, legs spread wide as Rachel is devouring my cunt.Rachel feels my slippery opening, my pulse, and the contact of her fingers are pushing me...to climax. Her fingers drip with my juices, her lips pressing against my pubic bone just above my clit and sucking my nectar. Rachel tentatively kisses a line down my quivering pink, pussy slit, her lips pressing against my clit as she sucks on my pleasure nub. I gasp at the sudden increase in fiery pleasure racing through my body. Rachel’s. I pour a glass of wine. I don't think I've stopped smoking. Ok.Ok. Ok.The closet has that dress. I know exactly where it is. I take it out onits hanger. I can tell Jen might not have worn this. Its still unworn infact. I lay it on the bed and get the shoes. My hair. It will take along time to dry. I should just take a shower now. Just wash. Andshampoo. Conditioner and then just get out. Dry off. One more glass ofwine. Another cigarette. My nails. What do I need? Oh, I know. I. “I can’t right now!”“Hah, You don’t have one locked in the chamber? I keep one locked and loaded at all times for just such an occasion!” Barry smiled like he had the upper hand because he could fart anytime on command.He also tried what he must have thought was an unstoppable killer Kung Fu counter-move of some kind. “Engage snap rear reversal and Barry comes out on top,” my brother had a tendency to call out his Karate moves as he was performing them. They almost never worked – especially. The weird part is, we didn’t even know each other’s names! As I was kind of feeling lucky for once in my illusion of a life, I attempted to begin a chat with this nice young lady. I asked her where she was headed, and she said that she was going to the mall. I guessed that she was probably heading there to pick up her prom dress, but she answered differently. She was going there just to get away from her boyfriend. She went on to tell me that she was afraid that he had a tendency to drink, and.