“Okay, I’ll stop. What’s bad is that I’m not making these up. For some reason, when she woke up this morning, Piper had come up with all these... and a dozen more.”“Oh, THAT’S why she was screaming this morning, not from...”“Tickle attack last night, tickle attack this morning. I think she’s got it out of her system. I hope so, anyway. My fingers are almost as tired as my tongue.”“Now that was just too much information, boss.”James was just shaking his head. “Remind me when we get back to CIT to. I inhaled her perfume as I would the fragrance of a flower "Excuse me, she said in British tinged English. I didn't move and I saw a flash of anger in her eyes (It only made her lovelier) She started to go around me, "may I ask you a question, I said" and she stopped. 'Are you working?' She tilted her head and looked me in the eye (unusual for an Asian lady, unless you were about to be the subject of her anger) 'Are you asking me if I'm a whore because I'm in a bar?' "No, I responded, If. . something's wrong. I can tell. You better level with me." A sudden thought crossed her mind. "Has... has Jack been home this afternoon?"Carol smiled, a little grimly. "No, nothing like that. Nothing wrong with me." Suddenly she realized the futility of hiding anything from Kit. She might as well be told now... "I did talk to Jack. I... he called, mostly about his plans for tonight, I guess." She paused and looked at Kit's intense face. "It seems that he's dreamed up something new for us. All. But it's not time for your cock just yet. Perhaps later...Fingers. Probing, teasing, wriggling down, past the lace band, they push down to the top of my closely-trimmed pussy, softly nudging the cleft where my slit starts.Wet. Already, my juices are spreading, and I feel the sticky nectar beginning to seep through the white cotton. I dip a fingertip between my lips, and it comes out wet, as if I've dipped it in water. But I am much sweeter, much thicker, much sexier than water. This is wet.