Someone does something just crazy. And you say to yourself, ‘What the fuck was he thinking?’ We have the answer. He was thinking with his dick, t...e fatal result of his being intellectually in thrall to his chemical attractor. This is a good theory! I’m not expecting the Nobel Prize or anything, but maybe the Pulitzer would be in order. This is all in explanation of the fact that I will do whatever Deirdre wants me to do, and gladly. I’m living proof of the ‘man thinks with his dick’ theory. . The check came and Phil picked it up despite Daryl's objections. Weheaded out the door, and between the high heels I was wearing and allthe alcohol I'd consumed I found that I had to cling tightly to Phil'sarm for support. As the car pulled away from the curb his strong,forceful arms came up around me and pulled me close. My own armslooped around his strong neck just as naturally as could be.I'd enjoyed kissing Nikki, and I soon discovered that I enjoyed kissingPhil as well. His insistent. Sweat was pouring from my face so she dried me off with a towel before applying the makeup. First the foundation similar to my café au lait colored skin followed by rouge on the cheeks, deep red eye shadow, mascara for the lashes, eye pencil for the highlights and Fire Engine Red for lipstick. Satisfied with her art work she then got up and walked over to the wig shelf and choose a RED wig stating “THIS COMPLIMENTS THE MAKEUP AND THE OUTFIT” and places it on my head and backs away to inspect. Siddarth then started crushing her boobs and he was really squeezing it as Merlin was almost crying even though she was enjoying it. “ooow, uff, slowly, Siddarth” But he was in no mood to listen to her. Siddarth never listened to his bitches once he was sure that he has succeeded in making the lady his fuck slave. He had a knack in that- fucking women in the best way and making them his bitches.“aaargh. Please go slowly” Merlin pleaded in a highly hurt voice. Her head was pulled by her hair so.