John smiled at her as he replied, “I suppose so.”John came to me and took my hand as he reached into his jacket pocket. He pulled out a ring as he...got down on one knee. Tears filled my eyes.John placed the ring on my finger as he asked, “Ms. K will you marry me?”I replied, “ Yes I will marry you, John.”John stood up and took me into his arms. We kissed passionately. He told me that he loved me as I told him that I loved him. I looked at Michelle and held my hand out to her. She ran over and. "That was great. Better than I expected. God, is that the way it always is?" No, not really. I usually catch it in a cloth or a tissue. Unless it's in a girl," I joked.She suddenly came out of her shyness and punched me. "Fuck you!" she said, laughing. Unusual language for her, but it didn't seem out of place in these circumstances.She reached around for a tissue and handed it to me. "Thank you," she smiled. "I mean it. That was great."I started feeling very uneasy again all of a sudden. I. She wanted to drink every drop. We would stop along the road and go down on each other in the daylight and she always screamed when she cli-maxed, which really turned me on!Having had some experience with professionals, I discov-ered that high-quality, expensive call girls were very gifted in sex. My fantasy is to be in charge of several girls; my duty is to break each one into the art of fellatio. I discovered that most call girls are amateurish at fellating a man and have some undesirable. As she climaxed, he shouted in pleasure, if not orgasm. Still, it was amazingly participatory given his paralysis.MollyI read the note about Elizabeth’s upcoming meeting. Let’s face it -- I usually stay prepared to use all of my appearance, and don’t get casual or even sloppy unless I’m sure I won’t have to be in “role”. With this sort of notice, I can prepare to be elegantly casual. It’s a relief to be able to be appreciated but not only for my looks. Oh, this will be mostly female, but most.