Since I had nothing much to occupy me, I whipped out my cell phone and made dinner reservations for Saturday night. But hey, I didn’t call some smar...y maître d’, I went straight to the top and called the restaurant’s owner.The phone rang twice.“Mister Poon’s, is this take out or delivery?” asked a sweet, slightly accented Asian voice.“Hey, Iris. It’s neither. I would like to speak to your dad.”“Joshua!” Iris squealed. “He’s right here, but you have to talk to me again when you guys finish.”I. ”“I could be your Rock Star, Sarah – you rock my world,” I said touching her ... beautiful neck.“Charles – Stop it?” She grinned, but I could tell she was enjoying the flirting. I know I was, too much. She pushed my face away.“After that, we travel by our new Chevy Suburban, to 28 cities in 86 days — including, in order, Dayton and Cincinnati, Ohio; Louisville then Lexington, Kentucky; Knoxville and Nashville, Tennessee; Birmingham, Alabama; Jackson, Mississippi; New Orleans, Louisiana; over to. So exhausted and heavy-limbed. So drowsy, your thoughts all confused and foggy.’ A limo! Piper didn’t even notice her body slump sideways as the ring drew her down into a supine position with a single easy gesture of the woman’s hand. She was too busy with the tiny spark of deduction she’d managed. That was why the car seemed so big. It was a limousine. With that mystery solved, she could settle her head in the woman’s lap and look at the ring as it flashed and glittered just above her. The effort required to draw away from climax was enormous. I almost didn't manage it, but squeezed my eyes shut and tried to fill my head with thoughts that didn't involve his manly body crushing me to the bed sheets. I fought and fought.For me, orgasm is more than just visual stimuli. It's the whole package. Mental. Physical. Emotional. So to shut it off entirely demanded discipline and willpower. A lot of willpower that Tina didn't have but Candy was learning to master. I – or perhaps She –.