” Her eyes glanced towards the table again, then back to the redhead. “No offense, but you’re so much nicer than I thought you were. I...” She...hesitated, her smile turning hopeful once more. “If I didn’t ruin it earlier, I’d really like to be friends.”The redhead nodded. Yesss! “We’ll need to compare notes on making omelets this weekend to make it really official.”Laura leaned in a little bit. “So you’re interested in my omelets?” She asked, bouncing her eyebrows and showing a wholesome. The store's owner, Andy Stowe, couldn't have cared less. He was an aging hippie whose drug of choice had always been games. He kept the shelves stocked with a selection of games that could have been found in any store in the country. It wasn't until the newcomer approached, unwilling to admit that he had been tricked into driving all the way to Charleston, that Andy would reveal the store's secrets. Once he learned that his customer was a serious gamer he would look around as if he were afraid. About 11 I decide to go to bed, so I shut off all the lights and make my way to the back of the house. A whisper of feeling feathering my hair wakes me from sleep, there is a darker shadow looming above me and I startle, trying to push it away. But my hands jerk to a stop, there is something tied around my wrists, I can only move them about a foot from the headboard. The shadow chuckles and runs his hands over my face, down my neck, and around my silk covered breasts. I try to scream but there. She breathes heavily as she comes down from her high. I crawl up to her face and begin kissing her, letting her taste herself. She sticks her tongue inside my mouth, showing me that she is still extremely horny. After a moment, she grabs my head and rolls us over, placing her on top. She leans up and grabs my cock. After stroking it a couple times, she lines it up with her pussy. “This is going to feel so good. Are you ready to fuck me Simon?” Jessica says to me. I can only nod as she begins.