They watched Jan walk swiftly across the lounge and into the large lobby.Hurley turned to Sue, "Suze, please believe me, I really am sorry. Okay?"Sue ...hook her head and smiled at him. "Okay, Walt. But no more cracks, do you understand?" Absolutely, I will make sure that I'm on my best behavior. Now please accept my invitation for dinner. I hate eating alone and I'm sure you feel the same. There's a great little Chinese restaurant in the hotel and I would be tickled pink if you would be my. Then her back arched, her breasts slid to each side, and she had a most convulsive orgasm, complete with the primal moan, she just froze. Mouth open, eyes rolled back, and toes curled, I knew the telltale signs of a complete orgasm. I just sat there admiring the sight before me, not stroking my cock at all. After a few moments, she regained her composure, and asked “how did you like that”? I replied, “Look at this”, and waggled my cock. She came over to my side, pushed the table away, and said. "I called to ask you to dinner." The butterflies in my stomach vomit in excitement. I laugh, "We've already fucked, don't you think dinner is sort of going backward?" "I told yah I'm hooked!" We're both snickering good-naturedly at one another. "So whaddaya say?" I contemplate for a moment. What's the harm in going to dinner? I ask myself. I come to a quick conclusion. "Where are we going?" We decide on a small Italian restaurant a couple blocks away from my. And I had a cupboard full of preserved meats and vegetables, cabinet full of booze, mason jars full of herb, a few other odds and ends, and a handful of half-full Canadian whiskey in my hand. The metal awning I had installed over the porch this summer was serving well, and I was quite comfortable, stoned, buzzed, and listening to Dylan play through the screen door.I was more than a little surprised to see a set of headlights cutting through the snow from the foot of my long driveway. Through a.