The phone rings but I don’t answer it, I can’t face talking to anybody right now and I need to think so I leave the shop and go for a walk and as ...f I didn’t feel bad enough already I now feel like a failure, I couldn’t even manage one whole day in my own shop. I find a bench and sit down, I have to work things through, Paul’s cooking me dinner tonight and I don’t want him to see me like this, none of this is his fault, it’s mine for jumping into another relationship so soon and now I have to. I think I’m going to walk to the diner up the street.’ ‘Whatever floats your boat, Jake. I’m staying where the titties are at,’ Mike hollered. Jake laughed heartily. ‘Have fun there tiger. See you later, and thanks.’ ‘No prob, Jake. You’re my bro,’ Mike smiled. *********************************** Jake stepped outside the club and the cold breeze hit him unexpectedly. He pulled his jacket close around him to keep warm. It was beautiful during the day in Santa Monica, but the nights could get. The creative batteries need recharging, and the burnout is very real. Not to worry, I'll be back eventually!)==========After another long absence..."We're back, bitches."And on CHYOA, of all places."Right? I mean, Literotica is cool and all, but this place is fuckin' dope. Hands down."If we had hands, I would agree with you. Well, I do agree with you, but-"Yeah, yeah. We physically don't have hands. Quit reminding me."Since you're literally just Dialogue personified, I don't see how you could. I turned her so she was against the table and started to lift up her skirt, Cindy looked at me and I motioned with my eyes towards Heather, as I had her positioned where I wanted her Cindy moved forward and felt her tits as I lifted up her skirt.“NO NO PLEASE NO” she said, as her skirt was around her waist I noticed she didn’t have tights on but stockings. I ran my finger over the front of her red panties and was surprised to find she was moist. “NO NO PLEASE DON’T OH GOD NO, NO!!!!” As my.