She had a very nice condominium in West Hollywood and would take me out for dinner at fancy places I would have otherwise been run out of. Or been han...ed an apron and a dish rag. She had a convertible and drove me around the city spending money on me the likes of which I had never even fathomed.I guess she liked me because I was a poor, violent, unkempt, drunken loser. Rich girls just love those kind of guys. Plus I made her do things in bed that made her strike the silliest and baffled looks. Ilove feeling surrounded by all that flesh. Big girls are a massivetheme park of soft sensual skin. I could have stayed on top of herforever. But I couldn't, because I had a job to do.I kissed her breasts, the sweet skin between them, and traveled down,spreading small kisses around her belly button, then sliding my tongueinto it for a second, because what the hell, it was a hole, and itcontained nerve endings, so maybe it would feel good. Who knows whatyou're supposed to do in these situations?. Each consumes a minor healing potion. Chanming won’t be going anywhere with a broken ankle, and Phong Ahn wouldn’t be able to fight effectively, or gather food, with fractured fingers. Soon, the healing potions do their thing and the injuries are repaired.The two of them rest for another half hour while drinking water and eating a snack to replenish the lost energy used up by the healing potions. Then, they are back on their feet and on task.On the bright side, they each have their first. Abbey had already had several glasses of wine when Sara asked if they wanted to play cards, maybe some poker. Abbey was somewhat surprised, she didn't know her sister played with anything other than dolls, she still thought of Sara as a little girl.Despite the fact that Sara was off to college in the Fall, Abbey still saw her as just her annoying kid sister. This was particularly odd as Sara was now actually several inches taller than she was having finally sprouted. Abbey’s rather diminutive.