‘Chris,’ she said sliding forward slightly on her stool, ‘you don’t have to try and get me pissed,’ she pressed her face against his to whis...er in his ear, ‘trust me, I’m a sure thing, you’ve pulled.’ She brushed her lips against his face, as she sat back again. They drove back to the house in a companionable silence, her laying back in her seat, content after a lovely night with a lovely man. He parked on the drive, coming round to open her door for her, something he always did when it was. The whole evening turned into a big rush though.First, when I had gotten home from work Jen was talking on the phone while serving supper to the kids. They were supposed to already be at her folks ready to spend the night. She was in clothes she had just thrown on after getting out of the shower obviously in a rush as she still had a towel on her head.She saw me and put her hand on the phone and started issuing orders. "You are going to have to bring them over, I take longer to get ready.". She. It was something hedidn't want to think about, let alone try, but she was insistent.Wendell gave in almost immediately and that evening he got his firsttaste, figuratively and literally, of oral sex. Talia loved it anddecided he would be performing for her on a regular basis. Also, becauseshe felt that keeping him horny would make him better at it, she revokedall his rights to have intercourse. He was thinking about all that as he went to her. When he got there,however, his mind was taken. . save the satisfaction of writing and feeling good about yourself. I enjoy poetry the most. It has a way of revealing the inner soul." She added before scratching and imagery itch."That's wonderful. I mean I never really met a writer before. Are you published?" I am under the pen name Victoria Blithe." She said taking a sip of her drink."Blithe ?... I've heard of you but sorry to say I have not read anything that you have written. I don't have much time to myself these days." I'm pretty.