It's just like ice cream. It's just like ice cream....Conrad moaned as the scruff of his beard brushed against my neck. His weight lay heavy on top of...me, his warm breath pressed against my ear. "That's right, baby, It's just like ice cream."It occurred to me that he had fed this same line to Chrissy. Maybe sex wasn't like ice cream after all and this was just something he said to get her to stop resisting. His left hand clasped forcefully around my neck as he traced his fingers down my body. It was thinner than Miss Penelope's but an inch or two longer. Miss Maggie had a shorter but thicker strap-on. It was about 7" and navy gray. Roger shuddered when he saw it. It will really, really hurt and stretch my ass hole beyond belief. Miss Penelope said, "OK, who is first?" Miss Maggie told Miss Penelope that she should go first, for the sake of Roger's ass. Besides, we have been talking, Miss Maggie pointed to Miss Claremont, and we want to do something together while you take him.Miss. ”“But that’s crazy. You were the one who saw the car coming.”“But if she hadn’t been looking at me, she would have seen it herself.”“And still not have been able to get out of the way,” said Will.The door opened and a doctor and nurse walked in.“Sorry for the interruption, but I understand you’d like to get the young man home as soon as you can, in which case I need time to examine him.”The exam took about ten minutes and the paperwork for the discharge about the same again. The nurse and an. The rental agent didn’t know what to do with that and had to make several calls before she got clearance to rent a car to me. I helped calm her fears by accepting all the damage waiver insurance, prepaying for the tank of gas in the car, and asking for a map and directions. Once we got past the ‘can’t drive with an expired license’ dilemma, she was very helpful. She upgraded my car. Not a big upgrade, but a little.I stopped at Southcenter Mall and got a pair of warm boots and dinner. I knew.