Her body literally vibrated under my face and she began moaning. Occasionally I would dip down and lap up all of the juice running out of her tiny hol....I was starting to really enjoy this. I felt sort of powerful, in that I could make this little girl hop and bounce with a flick of my tongue. At one point I started to give her button a raspberry by blowing between tightly closed lips making my lips flutter very rapidly. I watched her eyes roll back in her head and her entire body shook. I saw. Slap, slap, slap... I caught him! Good golly Miss Molly, I caught him! Now, can I pass him up?The finish tape loomed larger. A few more strides would do it, and then I could rest.The other runner didn't rest; he did what I didn't do. He reached way down deep inside him and pulled up a little extra something and hit the finish tape a half-stride ahead of me.I staggered and slowed, and then spied some bright green winter grass — just what I needed. The grass cuddled me. I rolled and looked up at. Carl was in his bathing suit and a towel as he invited Mike inside. He towered over the short bald pot bellied old man."Mr. Brady..." Please, Richard... what can I do for you" Well Richard, I don't really know how to say this but... I know what's going on in this neighborhood and I don't like it one bit."Carl was worried. He thought he was keeping a low profile, the last thing he would want to do is alert the police. They would know there was no Richard Brady and the Witness Protection would be. A patient of hers had died that day so she was looking to drink and dance and try to take her mind off of things.I still wasn’t a hundred percent sure at that moment if she might be interested in women in general — and me in particular — so I bought her drink to sort of test things. The smile she gave to me as we clinked our beer bottles together in a toast was all the answer I needed. We kept drinking, talking and laughing and my friend Payal was included in our conversation, too. Everything.