.”“A little.”“In order for me to answer that, I’d first need to know what you DON’T want to happen. What would you definitely NOT like me ...o do?”“For starters . . . I wouldn’t want you to try and kiss me or make out with me or anything like that . . .”“I believe I can manage that . . . what else?”“I wouldn’t want to do anything . . . gross.”“Define gross.”“Like . . . sitting on my face, making me lick your asshole, PISSING on me . . . you know, the raunchy stuff.”“Understood. But if I were to. His shock of sandy hair and intense grey-blue eyes sit well in a face tanned from being out in all weathers. He rests warm hands on my shoulders and slides them down my arms. I turn and smile in welcome. We lean in for the customary polite kiss on the cheek, friends and just friends. We're both very aware of the sexual tension between us but have worked hard at not getting physically involved - I'm married, and he clearly went through a lot to extricate himself from a relationship which. .. I walk in and it's totally fucking dark. And I hear like a dog barking half crying or some shyt noise. Like out of a horror movie or something... I walk a little further and realize it's like a recording I guess of some little dog bark. (You will understand once you see a video I tried to record of me going in the apartment when they kept inviting me back) Still alert... I walk and I see a computer with porn playing on it. To the right is a fucking 10ft cardboard wall I almost bumped into. "Uhh... Is Greg or Mandy here?" You must be Lucy. Come on in, Greg said you would be coming by." Traci took the girls short coat and hung it by the door. "I'm Traci by the way, Greg and Mandy's housemate."Traci led the frightened girl into the living room and got her something to drink. "Greg is finishing his homework and Mandy is feeding Jenni, her daughter. They should be done in a minute. In the meantime, let's just relax a few minutes."By the time the other two had come down, Traci had the.