I doubt I could do much for Morpheus other than mis-steer him.(*Anne-Mal) Which brings up another question, have you ever gotten a criticism that actu...lly helped you out?(Vickie) That quest can hurt! Celeste's query about Nice (Why didn't the husband just pick up and leave?), found a major hole I could fill with a few additional paragraphs here and there. Parker told me to give up on a really Mean narrator's story, just too unpleasant!The collaboration with Rhonda turned one nice 70k story into. " Oh, how slutty!" Brittany moaned."Yeah, you'd look good," I replied and she gave a nasty laugh."Not ME, baby, YOU!"That was all I could take, I began to cum, spraying my juices all over Brittany's tits and as it splattered on her Brittany shoved the black dildo clear to the balls and screamed out an incredible climax. It must have lasted five minutes.I started to get up and Brittany grabbed my hand. "Where you going, love?" she asked."To get a washcloth and clean us up." I pointed at her. Silken creamy skin, smooth shoulders, thin waist, nice hips and a rounded bottom that was simply perfect. Her back was completely bare, no brassiere, and her panties were quite brief, maybe not quite a thong but close."I know you take a professional attitude, Alan, so we can be more comfortable with each other, right?" she said turning for me to see her.She pulled the hem down, then stood there.She was stunning. Not only that, I could now see her nipples imprinting themselves under the shiny. She wore a light sateen blouse with enough buttons loose to give me a clear view of her ample cleavage. I've become a pretty good judge over the years and if i recall correctly, she was every bit of a DD cup. She squeezed into me as we danced and I worried that she could see the outline of my stiffening dick through my jeans. We finished the dance and we went back to her table. We talked some more and I found out she was celebrating her 18th birthday with her friends (the legal drinking age.