I wanted to talk to you about her. James/Simon groaned from the laptop. Man, you know Im always here for you, but seriously. Id LOVE to get with her, ...nd if I was in her life you know Id be putting the moves on her. You need to grow a set of balls and give it a shot, bro. For the team. For those of us that arent so lucky. Umm… James was pretending not to have fucked me? Not to know me? I guessed he wasnt there to rat me out after all. But something fishy was still going on, and hed given me the. The Waffle had coffee and lots of free electrons in the air. It took a little longer to charge fully since I was burning some energy just sitting up. That didn't count the energy used to drink and process coffee. The point was I sat there two hours, then move across town to an early morning cafe for more coffee and more energy. I could have plugged directly into the wall for a charge, but that would look a little strange to anyone drinking coffee across from me. If I hadn't made the decision to. Fuck me hard!" He obviously had other plans. His mouth slowly explored the contours of her back, blazing a trail of hot kisses on his way down to the bottom of her spine. Getting on his knees, he pulled her down by the waist, and then reached around to her aching tits. He kneaded them firmly, taking each stiff nipple between his fingers, deftly rolling and pinching it. Raking his finger tips along her flanks, he grasped her butt, spreading her cheeks, darting his tongue into her crack. "Oh. Ah, silence! Well at least the noise level dropped by over half.Next, I headed to the bathroom to look at my cheek. An errant microphone had hit me in my face and the minor abrasion showed signs of blood that had stopped bleeding; it had also rammed the inside of my cheek against my teeth, and I was spitting saliva and blood into my vanity sink.Now the reporters were pushing my doorbell button almost non-stop. I moved my kitchen stepstool to where I could climb up and reach the doorbell unit..