.." I'm not crying," Becky snapped angrily, wiping the tears away. "Myeyes are just really irritated or something... Shit..." She paused toglare at...him defiantly, and then at the rest of us. "I'm not crying.I'm just...leaking." Okay," I told her with a wry smile. "If you say so." Fuck you, Vicki," she spat at me, using the feminine version of my namejust because she knew how sensitive I was about my apparent sex change.I bristled at that and was about to say something back, but Paul put. I feel the need to explore every inch of your body. I make my way down your outer thighs with warm kisses before I gently part your legs, kissing my way back up along your inner thigh. I feel the heat from your body and it guides me to your hidden treasure. As I slowly kiss my way to the summit of your beautiful, inner, thighs I gently kiss around the source of the heat I've been feeling. Like a warm spring, I can see the flowing nectar. I ask you if I may have a taste to fuel my burning desire. ’ ‘To renege on your wager? Why, nothing, Ridkins.’ ‘I– Please– ‘ I didn’t want to cry, not in front of my four buddies, all watching gape-mouthed. But I NEEDED– ‘But … you can wager against me one more time. Like a,’ — he sneered and nearly spat with this last word — ‘man.’ ‘Please,’ I shook my head. ‘I can’t. You’ll win.’ I’d learned. ‘Well, then, what have you got to sell?’ ‘Sell?’ ‘What would be worth, hmmm … $137,263.48 to me? Hmm?’ ‘I– ‘ I shook my head, wide-eyed. ‘Nothing.’ Dexter. ‘I used to think like you do, but then I pulled my head out of my ass and tried to do something about it. And guess what? It worked.’ He held her gaze for a few moments longer, when she looked down at her drink he had to repress a whimper, she had the most beautiful eyes. ‘I know you’re right Eric bu-‘ ‘Good, all you need to know is I’m right. The rest will take care of itself.’ He had exchanged his intense gaze for a smile now and she reluctantly smiled back. ‘So relative to travel where do.