Sarah had decided two months prior that she needed a dog. At school she wasn't very popular, much less popular than she once was - never being the bel...e of the ball per say, her social status wasn't too tall to come crumbling down. Going to school in rural NC, her previous friends didn't take too kindly to the news that Sarah believed herself to be gay, some stuck around for a while but it didn't take too long for her to become mostly alone save for some passing "hellos" with few. She did her. "To those who play with fire they cannot hope to contain," I read aloud. I didn't understand what the inscription had meant but I had the strangest urge to continue reading. Turning the page revealed a script that I couldn't read but somehow completely understood. Or at least, I thought I could. It didn't make any sense, because as I scanned the nonsense writings I felt as if there was a clear message being conveyed but if I looked away and tried to remember what the message was I would be. Be careful…dont spill. Silently, I withdraw the stopper, its hard crystalline nipple coated with the muted essence of roses. I place a drop…a single drop on the tip of my finger. Heavy-lidded, my eyes warming to the task…I arch my neck and dab it gently in the hollow of my throat…just a touch… feather-light…soft as silk. Your unencumbered palm brushes against my thigh. I sigh softly. Did the sound touch you in that special place where only I can reach? I dip the stopper once more. Your hand. Lisa noticed this and just smiled. “Now for my dessert” Jace said as he got down on his knees between her legs. He slowly kissed up the inside of her thigh as she moved her hands up and rested them beside her. Jace would kiss, then slowly run his tongue over her thigh, then kiss again, then slowly run his tongue over her thigh. As he got higher and higher up her thigh, her gasps became more and more intense. Jace finally reached her extremely wet pussy, and slowly ran his tongue lightly.