Did you touch it I asked in an almost shaking voice. She could plainly see she was safe from making me mad so she said I did. I asked how. She said I ...eached out and grabbed it. What did he do I asked. She said he told me what room number he was in and invited me to come spend some time with him. Are you going to go I almost yelled. She shyly asked if I'd like her to. I said only if I can eat your pussy afterwards. She pushed me aside and said I need to shower first. When she came out of the. She felt her panties begin to moisten. How could this man make her wet by just his hand on her arms and his eyes burning into her? She tried to shake the feeling off but there was no hope for her. She thought to herself, I really need to get laid. Its been too long obviously. She chuckled inside and headed into the doors. The apartment was small and cozy with a huge window in the living room overlooking the city. It was a little pricey but she would save money on gas by moving closer to work.. John must be as drunk as a fiddler's bitch not to able to recall the name. All of Braxton-Clark's cronies laughed at that and poor Charlie jumped up from his chair in a rage and shouted 'How dare you accuse me of being drunk, take it back this instant!' Braxton-Clark then asked Charlie if he was calling him out, and Charlie had replied 'Yes, damn it, I am, if you don't take back what you said'. Braxton-Clark didn't withdraw his remark and so seconds were chosen, and a time and place for the. Sunita was another internet date. Pretty on the pictures, and a real flirt when it came to messaging. We decided to meet up one Saturday afternoon. I saw her from a little way away and it was clear that her pictures, shall we say, weren't up-to-date. She was dumpy, wearing tan tights and a skirt, and carrying a bit of extra weight. As I got closer I could see her pock-marked face, albeit with a pretty smile. Still, I had come this far, so I introduced myself to her and off we went.I don't know.