It was enough for Wes; it was the first time a hand other than his own had touched his most private area.Nadia smiled at the look of vacant ecstasy on...Wes's face. "This is a bit uncomfortable for me, Wes. Shall we... ?" She gave Wes's jeans a tug at their waistband. Wes lifted his hips as Nadia deftly tugged his pants and underwear off. His erection sprung free and proudly pointed upwards.Once Nadia helped Wes out of the remainder of his clothes, she propped herself near his stomach, one hand. The caress of the eye over the skin is so utterly, so extraordinarily gentle, and the sensation is so bizarre that it has something of a rooster's horrible crowing.Simone meanwhile amused herself by slipping the eye into the profound crevice of her ass, andafter lying down on her back and raising her legs and bottom, she tried to keep the eye theresimply by squeezing her buttocks together. But all at once, it spat out like a stone squeezed froma cherry, and dropped on the thin belly of the. Back to business now. He made a show of looking around the room. "I'm sorry, my dear, but I promised Lady Breeden I'd dance at least once with her." Of course," she said, graciously.He kissed her hand once more. "I hope I'll be seeing you later." His eyes conveyed his meaning quite clearly."I'd count on it," she answered, her voice dropping an octave.She turned and left then and he drew in his breath. He felt like he'd been sucker-punched. The back of her gown was open all the way to the gentle. I don’t like arguments under my own roof but I’ve got to tell the dude to shut the fuck up. He won’t listen to reason. So far I’ve put stuff in his food to give him diarrhea, and I’ve dropped his mail in the trash can of the park across the street from our apartment building. The fool never suspects me because he’s seriously dumb. All muscles and all dick, and apparently no brains whatsoever. What a simpleton. Hey, if you’re shaking your head at this, please understand. The guy is rude and.