“The thought of all those different cocks that could demand my service makes my mouth water. Thinking of kneeling and wrapping my lips around cock a...ter cock. Mmmmm. My pussy would be so fucking wet, my thighs would be slick!”My thighs were slick right now! I was so tempted to reach down and slip my hand under my panties. Run my fingers between my warm and wet pussy lips and rub my engorged clit. But my hands would be covered in my own juices and I’d have my keyboard smelling like pussy, which. Penelope didn't. She watched Randy put his pistol against the gunshotwound in the stranger's head and pull the trigger twice, totallyobliterating the fatal wound she had inflicted."Ok Bishop. I shot the guy in self defence after he shot me. Go backto the car and call for backup and hit the panic button on your PR,"Randy fell to his knees, the puddle of blood at his feet was growingbigger.Penelope hit the red 'panic button' which sent an instantaneous 'officerdown and needs assistance' report. “I hope I did upset you in any way appearing as Abe,” Abe begins. “It just that all I discovered today made me realize you did have to know ‘the other me’ for us to move forward as a couple. I don’t think Abe will ever appear again unless appearing as such is required.”Tim puts his arm around Abe and pulls Abe to him, “Abe, Abbie, it is you who needs to decide which persona you are comfortable in at any given moment. And I will respect that. I told you I love you for who you are, whether a. He smiled radiantly at me as I buckled my seatbelt and he slid he car into reverse. “Hey, Thompson. How are ya?” he asked brightly, backing out gracefully. We were on our way. “Fine, sir, how about you?” “Oh, I'm alright.” There wasn't much talk as he drove to the coffee shop. I was feeling awkward as hell, and I had no idea what this was all about. I spent my time watching him out of the corner of my eye. He was looking smooth in the leather jacket I'd often seen him wear at school. It was.