A ... prostitute or something!" Part of me, maybe even most of me, wanted to run away and hide. The only reason I didn't was that I felt so totally em...arrassed that any action seemed somehow worse than merely sitting there, if that makes any sense."No, no ... That's exactly what I'm not looking for," David assured me. "I'm so sorry, Lisa. Seriously. Those were terrible things to ask, but you're perfect, believe me."He reached out and patted my hand and I felt my heart jump a little. If I'd. Twenty minutes of pleasure, or whatever, wouldn’t overcome my problems and was likely to INCREASE my stress, not reduce it. That said, Angie was cute and was likely to be a lot of fun. And on Saturday, I’d be seeing Emmy, and despite my slight misgivings, I was very much looking forward to that. And, as much fun as Emmy was likely to be, I was REALLY looking forward to being with Nancy.The strangest thought popped into my head at that moment, and it was that boring sex with Nancy would actually. I don't know about that, my daughter is getting used to a semen bath whenever things start happening near her home. And I do want to keep her happy." She looked at me quizzically, "Unless your tongue is long enough to tickle her too," she said hopefully.I drove us to Rocacorba, a hill overlooking the coastal plains. Not many people came up here as the first part of the road was quite bad, thought the rest was cared for by the TV Company that operated the TV mast at the top. There were some nice. Behind me I could hear my XO, talking to Jenny. ‘NO, NOT AT ALL. EVERY THING’S FINE, JENNY. DID YOU CALL THE BEACH PATROL? GOOD. HOW SOON? OK. STAY WHERE YOU ARE UNTIL HE SAYS DIFFERENT.’ When Jennifer saw us come over the crest of the bluff she was surprised, and then, seeing that I had things under control, she jumped out and came to give Christine a hug, relieved to see her all right. Once out on the parking area, I had the four young studs spread-eagled face down, bare skin on the rough,.