Was Mom here? And Mary and Sara? And Chris?" Everyone was up here but Chris. Mary helped me out a lot. So did Wanda. Boy, did she pitch in. She did ab...ut four loads of laundry, as well as most of the actual work on the chicken soup." Oh, that soup was so good. I was so hungry last night and that really hit the spot." I'm glad you liked it. My Daddy got the recipe for that from my mother. One of the few things she left behind." Well, it was good. I have to ask something. Do you know if I was. Don’t worry about it.” “Ah – but that’s not what I meant. You have a bruise all over your right eye. Are you okay?” “What?” Mary stopped short. She stepped back and looked at herself in the hallway mirror. She noticed a neon blue wad of gum stuck to the frame. But the boy was right: She was developing a classic black eye. “Oh, I see what you mean.” Mary tried to regain a façade. “It’s okay, really.” “Look,” the man said, in a smaller voice now, and glancing behind her into the apartment. “Do. .I extended my own hand taking hers in mine I said “I'm Bill but most people call me Billy! Will you take me up on my offer I saw you from across the way and just had to meet you forgive my boldness and please have lunch with me I'm starving and the food around here smells wonderful!” Her smile widened she must have decided I was not some weirdo coming on to her for she just simply said “Okay!” So I bought her the scarf d****d it across her slender shoulders commented on how perfect it. I licked all around the shaft and the head in my mouth, making my prince smile and moan. His happy moans were sweet music to my ears; it filled me with pride to be the cause of those lovely moans, as his hands lovingly cupped the back of my head. He pulled my adoring face even closer into his muscular thighs. Yes, this is what handsome princes are made for, and lucky indeed the princess who gets to do this. Truly, Cinderella and Sleeping Beauty missed out on so much pleasure; they were so silly.