Are you going to invite me in?”He smiled and turned sideways in the doorway to let me in. As I walked past him, I noticed that his cock had begun to...stiffen as we were talking….it was sticking out a little from his torso, with a slight bend to it.... the mushroom shaped tip pointing at the ground, almost like it was too heavy for the shaft.I playfully slapped it as I walked past him, watching it swing back and forth while I made my way to his living room. He closed the door and joined me in the. October 13th, 1995, 8 AM MST, Holiday Inn & Suites, Phoenix, AZJill woke up, spooning up to a naked George, feeling comfortable and content with life. She was happy and relieved that they had managed to get revenge for the derailment. She was a tad worried about Miguel, but she figured he’d pull through. Killing people was something you had to get used to. Miguel was made of stern stuff. He’d make it.She turned over and faced the clock and the window. It was 8:00, more than a little too late. The roads we were using, unlike the old freeways, didn't have many hulks of cars on them. Even though everyone was accustomed to seeing the rusting vehicles and their skeletal passengers, it made for faster travel if you could actually use the roadway. Granted, vegetation, including some saplings, was beginning to take root in the asphalt, widening small cracks into larger ones, but this was no real problem for the trucks as yet. In a few years, if left untended, the roads would be. But instead in one brief trip to Starbucks, I hadflirted with and made my first date and it was with a boy."You can't be serious," I said as I began to sweat, "he can't think I'ma girl." Oh really" she said, "You flip your hair, you chuckled, you screamedlike a girl and you have..." and with that she gestured at her chest. Ilooked down and realized that Ashley's hoodie had for lack of a betterword "dents" where her assets have stretched out the fabric.Needless to say I was floored, I could.