Why would they want to see me?”“Why do you think? They read the story. When I called to get an update on the girl’s condition, she asked me abou... the brave photographer, so I told her the whole story.”“Rich, come on, I joked with my wife about being a hero but it really wasn’t anything.”“Dylan, if you hadn’t done what you did, that guy would have gotten away. We both know that. He would have most likely done it again, and who knows, he might have killed someone the next time.”I looked at my. Micky of course was eager to see the new film and moved direct to the parlour where he rewound last weeks film, carefully putting it in it`s can, and then threaded the new, Nan appearing, coffee in hand just in time so they, then sat to watch. Micky passing her the card he had found in the can, in Terrys neat hand, it said; part 1 applies, perhaps part 2 another time…! The credits this time were not as before, the Erotic film company of England, these were completely different, being in Dutch,. It was just likeher wife?s touch, only on the inside, and it radiated out through herentire being, stronger and stronger with every lick.She was aware, vaguely, of her wife?s hand still in her hair, holding herin place. She was conscious of the noises that her wife made, especiallywhen Maria?s tongue happened to flick against the clit. She was aware,but she hardly cared. She only wanted more of the pleasurable liquid...more and more, and more, until her stomach was full and the heat feltlike it. ”“Ham? Ham, hot assed mess ham?”Artemis snorted, “No, I was saying you’re a processed meat, Lacey, yeah ham, but this is cool.”“Yeah, I guess it kind of is.”After the makeout session, she and Craig had headed back to the car, holding hands along the way. A small part of her wanted to just jump his bones right in the back of the hatchback, but he was a gentleman and she was enjoying the moment. She couldn’t wait for their next date.It was the smaller part of her that got a wicked idea when.