I paused. "Does that feel good, Janice?" Oh yesss..." Janice whimpered.I began kissing her way down and across her stomach, distributing a barrage of ...utterfly kisses around her hip bones. I leaned in and pressed my lips against the damp thicket. Janice slowly spread her legs open.Another sharp gasp came from her as my tongue entered her cleft and a flood of wetness was released. It was earthy and pungent; the aroma of a woman in heat, Janice tasted wonderful. I ran my tongue around her opening. The patrons were stinking drunk. She got molested, pinched, foul mouthed, goosed and one guy grabbed her tit. She threw her wine in his face. It was the longest two hours in history. The national franchise place was a little better. June went there at happy hour and ordered a white wine and appetizer. She was dressed like a female business executive who was traveling through Phoenix. June told me she was there about a half an hour before some drunken businessman hit on her. She said to herself,. "What? I don't want to be rude."Willow pulled the door shut and stepped into the hall and Buffy turned back to face her, ignoring her s*ster who lost her balance and toppled over in the hallway."Willow. I need your help. There is something funky going on here. We have to stop it." What are you talking about? If there were some bad mojo going on, I'd know about it. Trust me. And I haven't sensed anything like that at all." WHAT!?! If there is nothing going on then what the hell is happening in. My quest for self-discovery had to start with figuring out what made me act and think the way I did. Joyce had pushed me on that, and I owed her a huge debt of gratitude for pushing me hard. Of course, Melanie, Jennifer and Stephanie were pushing me as well. And I could feel Birgit, her essence, her memories, a presence that I could still feel within me, with me. Suzana had just helped me find another link in the chain.“Thanks!” I said. “You just helped me immensely!”I moved and hugged her, and.