Unfortunately, I can't keep up, and keep winding up lecturing hungover. Twice now, just in the seven days of class so far. It feels strange to be drun... one of without you. Not unacceptable or even bad necessarily, just strange. I guess because I feel so safe with you. It's not that I don't feel confident I can deal with strangers under whatever circumstance, it's just weird being the only one to watch my back again. Feels like college, or something.The second of those hangovers came after a. Onto the bed, I put my killer black outfit - heels, stockings, panties, suspenders and half-cup push-up bra. The courier package contained my rented gold necklace, gold bracelet and diamond earrings. Just needed the dress. A quick shower, salad, teeth, hair, make-up, Chanel perfume, get dressed. Lastly, I took the clock from the side table, put it in a drawer and replaced it with one from my bag. My little insurance policy.At 9:15 I walked into the bar and looked around. It was very busy but. “What did you have in mind,” he asked haltingly.“I want to see that big cock and balls,” I answered. “And I want to do more than just look at them.”“In the cab?”“No,” I replied. “I do not want my cab smelling like sex.” I glanced around. There was a small park about ½ a block up the street. “Get in”I drove to the curb in front of the park. It was perfect; dark with lots of cover.We got out of the cab. I started walking into the park as he followed. At a picnic table near the center, I. "She just shook her head at me.---Eventually Ethan pulled his car into my driveway. In excitement, despiteany downer I may have brought to the news, we jumped out of the car andran inside."Mom!" I said, finding her in the kitchen. "You'll never believe whathappened!"A little exasperated at our energy levels, she stopped working on thecake she was making and turned toward us. "What is it, honey?" WellwewenttothepartyandEmilyandEthanmademesingandthen..." Whoa," she said while placing her arm on.