." you whisper, making us both blush...---------------------------------VS------------------------------------I walk into the restaurant, tugging down...the hem of my sparkling scarletdress, worried that it's too short. But this could be my last night likethis, with you.. I wanted to wear it one more time.I hurry to the table, my 5" heels tip-tapping on the floor then slideinto my seat. "Sorry I'm late," I whisper managing to keep my voicesoft.You smile and your eyes drift to where my skirt has. "I'd been nothing but a drifter, in the sheriff's service for some eighteen, nineteen years, moving from village to village as I kept the peace and did my best for the balance. I'd been taking a salary from the sheriff and salting it away, living off of my hunting skills and whatever the villages gave me in exchange for being a talent finder. I did all right. All this meant that I had quite a stash of tiny little golds, each one worth about a month's labor for a skilled man--about two hundred. Lance never had much to do with marijuana or cocaine, so Joey had to rely on his own resources for that stuff.Joey never had it especially easy himself either. To give an example, once he and pal decided to run away, maybe it was just some kind of protest to get attention; maybe it was just for the hell of it, he couldn’t explain why. They drifted into the city and stayed there for four days. When they finally went back home they were pretty worn out; all dirty and tired. He walked his pal Paul. It went all over her neck and chin, dribbling down onto her massive tits.Once I had finished, Lynn rubbed my juices into her tits then pulled my head back between them and told me to lick off all my seed which I did without question. After cleaning up her tits, Lynn pushed me back onto the bed and told me she still needed to be fucked so I had better recover quickly. Lynn straddled my face and forced me to lick her pussy again whilst she took my cock in her mouth hoping to bring him back to.