Without saying a word Tiffany somehow commanded me to give her a kiss on each of her cheeks before sitting down on her bed and wait for her to somehow...give me an instruction of what to expect. She left me in suspense for a very long time before she started simply talking dirty things into my ear that where making my penis strain against the white G-string that I was wearing, it was almost as if the G-string was acting as a chastity belt the way that Tiffany had put it on me. Tiffany suggested. Nothing happened.When he saw the guy being beaten up in the student parking lot his firstinstinct was to look around. It was like a set up from the movies. Butthere was no one else in the lot, and so few cars that no one could havebeen hiding close by.He yelled, "Hey, what the hell're you doing!"The big guy hit the smaller guy hard, making him double-up and drop tothe ground. He turned and looked at David. "Asshole," he said, andstalked off.Still suspicious, David approached the fallen man. Anyway it’s not the most attractive of looks when you hands are covered in oil, but let’s put it this way I never look a gift horse in the mouth. I am a bit of a mans man, and when I do get lucky like to make sure I get what I want. On this day I had car service for a couple I had known for sometime. He works away from home quite a bit and I had always had my suspicions about her. Really good looking woman, nice blond hair in a pony-tail, about 5’6 tall slim and a lovely pair of tits. Always. Their banter was interrupted by the incessant beep of the airlock indicator – a sign that the T'Klaas had docked. The airlock opened and and T'Pau stepped forward, leaving Vulcan territory for the first time in her young life."T'nar pak sorat y'rani," Trip intoned the formal greeting, surprising Hoshi with the complete absence of his usually atrocious accent."T'nar jaral," T'Pau replied and offered nods of acknowledgment to T'Pol, Malcolm and Hoshi before accepting the traditional greeting of.