She kissed further down, to my neck. It all felt wonderful, but when she kissed my neck, I started to get dizzy, and my vision grew dim.The next thing...I knew, the sun was in my eyes. It was morning, and I was inside my car, in the driver's seat. The sun seemed unusually bright, and I found myself squinting, in spite of myself. I assumed what I remembered about the night before was a dream, and, after blinking the sleep from my eyes, I started the ignition and drove home.Once I was home, I. It was Xanadu itself that had so far proven to be elusive, more than merely elusive, impossible. Why the story was so intriguing, why it was potentially so important was that Jane had no idea of. What was Xanadu? No one seemed to know or, at least, was willing to tell. Jane’s most important rule for herself as a journalist was to never go to an interview unprepared, to always already know the answers to the questions she was seeking to confirm. But, so far, all her work, all her research had. "This is so hot," she said. "Do you like it?" It IS hot," I agreed."Do it a little faster." Sure."So I picked up the pace a little more, and she began to poke her ass up further and wiggle it more as her cheeks began to glow. I could hear her breathing start to get shorter, and she began to moan out "Oooo" and "Yesss." Then she slipped her hand beneath her belly, over the top of my leg, and I could feel her hand begin to rub her clit. She began to hump her hand in rhythm with my swats, which. She had several encounters with Doctor Mike and drained him of his precious bodily fluids every time. Her new friend, young Sandra, the 18 year old intern watched them copulating with envious eyes from inside the bedroom closet. Rhonda loved to have the young girl witness her depraved writhing for it made her efforts more intense and more rewarding. Neferuptah looked at the erotic scenes through the eyes of the young intern and derived even greater pleasure with the visions of her own.