As she climbed in she explained, “I don't like to leave my stuff there, there's too many not nice people around a porn shoot and I've missed stuff b...fore.” I told her, “That's what trucks are for, carrying baggage, and I sure don't mean you.” we went a couple miles or so to this all night restaurant I knew about, went in, sat, and waited for the hefty waitress to get to us. I finally had time to really look at Ann. I saw that there was more there than I'd seen before in our short meetings when. Would ... could I ... could I take her place? I am older and more experienced. I could make you happy. I would do it willingly. You ... you wouldn’t have to make me do it. I really think I would be better for you.” She couldn’t believe the words were coming from her.The horse trader had won. He won the way he got his endorsements. Make an outrageous offer and let them talk themselves into a compromise he was more than ecstatic to have.He said nothing. Let them talk themselves into it, he. It was a unique and intoxicating feeling for Michele as theirtwo soft bodies pressed together. Michele felt the swell of Ying'sbreasts against her body and inhaled their blended perfumes; their softlips met and Ying opened her mouth to accept Michele's exploring tongue.Michele had not gaffed and her penis became rigid in the confines of thegusset of her tights and when Ying's long delicate fingers slid alongMichele's thigh, found her penis and squeezed her through the silky satinpanties and. He bounded up the walkway and pounded on the door.After all that energy, with his blood pressure still pounding, with his mouth as dry as a desert, waiting there at the door for a response seemed like an eternity. “Maddie,” he yelled, and pounded again. A neighborhood dog a few houses down started barking. Fuck this, he thought and went around to her bedroom window and pounded on it. “Maddie, wake up.” A light inside came on, the curtains parted, and there was Maddie's seemingly innocent face.