Well, I had another bourbon, chatted with a couple people andfigured to hell with it and headed out front to hail a cab so I couldhead back to my room...I walked up the street, no cab, then, shit, there is the scatily dressedslut smoking seductively leaning against a wall. She saw me and perkedup. She walked over and put her hands on my shoulders and chest andreached down with a cigarette dangling from her slut mouth and said, "So,decide you can't resist my wicked charms Daddy?"I didn't say. The paintings were now joined by photographs black and white at first but then also in living color Alice thought she had seen every sex act know to man depicted here. But wait theres more! suddenly the shaft was a glow with the light of every computer monitor in the world and every one was displaying porn. Alice started to think about her falling, how long had she been falling an hour ? Maybe, a day, a week, a mouth or a whole year? NO it couldnt be that long, she wasnt hungry yet so it had to. " Mike, don't do that. Don't go feeling persecuted. Can't you just ... let it go? Just this once? For me?" Fine," Mike muttered, sighing. "Don't like him, Abby. Don't like him at all." He couldn't help saying that, letting Abby know his stance hadn't changed."I know, Mike. I know. But you did once. And for me, can you at least pretend to respect him while the agencies are working together? I don't know why, but he means a lot to me. Almost as much as you do, you big turd," she teased him, and. His hands, now sitting on my hips took the hint, and his fingers splayed as he slid one hand beneath my panties, lingering on my smooth skin, tracing circles in delicate flesh that was not the flesh I wanted him to be touching. I wanted him in a much more useful spot. As if my thoughts were his, he was there in an instant his hands sliding over me, threatening pressing his way in, on the edge of touching something more than just my lips. I could feel how slick I was, and I could feel him tight.