We made our way up to his apartment and, after shutting the door, Aaron took off my short dress through my head, leaving me just in my heels and a tin... black thong.He was still wearing all of his clothes when he bent down and started rubbing my wet lips through the thin material of my thong.Within seconds it was moist and smelly so Aaron took it off. He dropped down to his knees and began licking my pussy lips.I thrust my hips as he continued lashing me with his tongue. Every lick was a swift. Plus tax." "Disc.." "VISA, MasterCard, or AmEx, sorry." I looked in my wallet, and was surprised to see four twenties. I thought I needed to stop at a MAC machine. I guess I will after this. I handed him the four twenties and he gave me my change. "Thanks, old man," and I began to put the glasses in their case. "Why don't you wear them out? Remember, you don't look any different to the people who see you." "Really?" I slipped the spectacles back on and found myself gazing at the old woman. I sat down on the settee and he sat down at the other end. 'Get it into your belly', he advised, 'it will loosen you up girl', he continued.I raised the glass to my lips, held my breath and took a swig, which was more than a sip, and I felt it flow down my throat and warm my stomach, a sudden warmth and secure feeling entrenched my very being, and once it had subsided, I took another, and surprisingly found myself relaxed about it.'Swing your feet around Mariel, I will give you a foot massage'.. ” He shook his head and said they didn’t have any this evening, but he had a lager I might like. Sure. Nothing against Pils, but I prefer the darker, heavier beers. I asked for a menu and he pointed to another board that had ‘chili’ and ‘schnitzel’ on it. I ordered the chili.The beer was great. The chili was outstanding. What a surprise! Stefan, Anna’s boyfriend, had told me I’d like this place, but I’d kind of taken that as simply local pride. But this was really good. And conveniently located.