No point crapping into one's own pantry." Crassly put, but I can't dispute the point. Will you be able to make it up there in time?"Will checked his m...ntal calendar. The trip to Burlington would take two full days from Tennessee, slightly less if he went around D.C. and took a few liberties with the speed limit."Yeah, but I'll have to leave tomorrow morning at the latest. Don't worry—I'll be there, unless I wreck the BMW on the way." Please don't," Megan said. "You're my meal ticket, and there. She was ALWAYS hot when we left the theatre, andwhen she was hot, she thought just about ANYTHING was agood idea! This time, I worked her to 2 orgasms, butkept her from going over the edge for the third time.She was hot and ready!I had parked our car slightly further from the theatrethan usual. We had to walk past the adult book storethat was my FAVORITE glory hole hunting ground! Just asexpected, Ann said “They never show two GUYS sucking!”I told her I’d suck a cock if she. Sandor's had some of the lingerie that worked well on her body, but not so good on my wallet. Reitman's supplied her with a work wardrobe, and the rest we found in The Wild Wardrobe. I suggested one of those one-piece Long Johns, the kind with the flap over the ass, and got an angry look of disapproval for my efforts. We both had a good chuckle later though. It was worth the look.I had Linda back at The Golden Nugget just a bit before 4:00 PM, and she went through the Cooper Inquisition while I. As she began therapy it became necessary to confront her sexual history. Her college years were a good place to start. She recalled seeing the sign: City Lights : Dancers Wanted : Make Your Own HoursShe didn’t know if it was something she could actually do but the thought wouldn’t leave her alone. It was a sexual fantasy she had harbored for some time since reading an article about college girls going to Las Vegas on weekends to work in so-called “Gentlemen’s Clubs”. She’d done crazy things.