Ice on the arm, and beer to drink.’ Don’t you want a fantastic blow job? ‘Not right now, thanks. Not this way.’ I can go farther. ‘I know. B...lieve me, I know.’ You do? ‘Rocky is my friend.’ Shit. Does everybody know now? ‘Nope. I don’t like gossiping, I’m not a woman. The only guys who know about this have come down here, other’n me. Your secret’s still safe, Kat.’ That’s one way to put it. Still, I can go farther. I can fuck you any way you want. ‘I know, Kat. I remember. Yes, I remember it. I take you by the hand, lifting you up. I push you back against the wall, pulling your thong down but leaving the rest of the costume on. As I kneel to remove the thong, I stay down. You lift your leg to step out of the thong and I continue to raise it, throwing it over my shoulder. Your lower leg rests on my back as I lean forward to taste you. You moan slowly as you feel my breath on your wet pussy lips. Your fingers run through my hair and grasp my head, urging me. I reach my tongue for you,. " So okay, Tara is your favourite, who's next, the red-head?" Jenny? I dunno. Any of them."Viv pointed to the black and white picture of Donna. "I like that one." She was wearing a short white jersey and black briefs, and kneeling up on a bench at an angle to the camera."Yeah I like that one. She reminds me a tiny bit of the way you looked when you were that age."Viv laughed and I knew she was pleased. Donna didn't really remind me of Viv, not very much, but this particular picture did make her. The sacred cup was passed from woman to woman, every one repeating the act. As the chalice made its way back to sister Fox, she stepped forward and handed it back to the High Priestess with a graceful bow. “This sacred chalice holds our essence within. The cup, symbol of woman, the dagger, symbol of man.” The High Priestess dipped the dagger into the cup. “The dagger enters the cup as man enters woman. I ask now that our offering on this holy night of Litha steps forward into our circle.” A.