I wonder how many men have told her that when they found out. I wonder how many men check out their potential partners' private region before going an... farther. I know I will from now on. I'm sure she has experienced a whole range of reactions from surprised partners. She rolls back on top of me, pressing those wonderful breasts into my chest, her lips merely inches away from mine as she stares into my eyes. I do the only thing I can think of, pulling her head down and kissing her hard. She. ..suspicious killjoy," she was saying. "No, I promised I wouldn't do that." Apparently, Michael was giving her a hard time. It probably was his duty, as her sponsor, and I was glad he was looking out for her, however belatedly. "It's not like I'm not supposed to have any girlfriends! I needed a friend, and she offered to help." A low murmur was all I could hear of his voice. "Yes, completely voluntary. I swear it!"I smirked and then caught sight of the clock. "Oh shit!" I yelped, aghast at the. I have enjoyed my time here more than you will ever know, Sir, but if you are about to ask me what I think you are about to ask me - what I hope you are about to ask me - then that is not the proper protocol." "Oh?" "No, Sir. And we British are a proper lot sometimes, so in the interest of proper protocol, I have something to ask you." "I am listening." Chelsea dropped down onto her knees in front of him, between his spread legs. She sat on her heels with her head lowered in the submissive. Thirty of those minutes were spent doing something he rather liked. He slouched against a sidewalk traffic sign and watched the pretty girls go by. As well, he occasionally glanced at other less than perfect folk who sometimes exhibited expressions or gestures that might be recorded by his discerning brain as useful to graft on to somewhat lifeless minor characters in his writings to boost personality or expand their oddities. The author’s 38-year-old mouth with fleshy lips damned the drool to.