"She bolted straight up, which surprised me. "WHAT?!" Uh – let's get married in New York. Are you ok?" Am I ok? Are you a freak? You ask me, out of ...he blue, to get married and then ask if I'm ok?" Oh! Sorry. I didn't mean to weird you out or something." You did." She seemed suddenly shy and pulled the sheet over her naked breasts."I didn't mean to." You want to get married?" She asked, calmer but now nervous."Well, yeah." To me?"I had to grin. "If I marry anyone else, I'm out of a job." She. .. Ah... After everything that happened back in my cab, we all kinda forgot about you paying me—I didn't realize it, myself, till you were already inside and I saw the meter was still running.”“You're fucking kidding me?” Nick replied, bewildered and pulling up his pants.“Nope,” she continued apprehensively. “I couldn't let such a big fair just go, so I went up to your door—which was still over halfway open—and was about to knock when I heard you moaning; I didn't know what to do: I couldn't. ”“I see. I shall go out and meet her, I think.”I returned to the side door by which I had entered, and took the path round to the garden at the rear of the building. When I rounded the corner, I caught a glimpse of her as she walked behind one of the hedges that delineated the sections of the garden.I angled my course to intercept her perambulations, and eventually turned round one hedge to face her coming towards me. Apparently lost in thought, she started when she noticed me. Her hand went to. His mouth dropped open as I appeared from the cubical, 'Good Morning', I said, and walked over, took hold of his member, and held him until he finished, then shook him until devoid of drips, 'No more than six shakes', I said in my sexiest voice, 'more than that, and I will be wanking you', and at that I fled, but he never followed, I guess he went into the cubical from which I emerged, and finished off what I started.Like most teenagers my hormones are all over the place, that's why laws are.