Slowly she moved her hands up and down, twisting her wrists now and then. The tip became swollen, red and shiny. When she was kneeling it was right in...front of her eyes. She kissed it softly and instinctively and when she heard the bandit give a low grunt she knew she was doing it right. Her hands kept stroking up and down, up and down. She could feel the blood rushing through the veins on his shaft and pulsating against her touch. She kissed his manhood more often now. It tasted weird and. “Now hurry or you’ll miss today’s baking class. I hear that Henry is baking cookies today.”Becky had begun to leave when she turned back around. “Wait, I got this too,” she said.Becky was holding up a cylinder of lipstick, the same cherry red as her nail polish, the same cherry red as her lips in my dream. “Oh Becky I don’t know if you need lipstick,” I said haltingly.“Actually I think I can figure this out on my own,” Becky said.With agonizing slowness, Becky covered her full cupid-bow lips. He looked me up and down with a goofy exspression .. "whats up beautifull" I turned away from the drunken guy and looked around in disberlief at my bad luck .. before turning to face him .. "i need a fucking cab" The guy chuckled sarcasticly "no chance of that im affraid .. i only just about convinced them to send a car .. you can jump in with me if ya like ?" I sighed in frustration before asking him "where are you going"He pointed up the road and said he was going to the next town over .. in. I reached for it without looking, mesmerized by the rain."Hello?" I said."Ben! I was hoping you would be home."My heart leapt when I heard Carrie's voice. I could imagine what she must look like, sitting at the window watching the rain and wearing what she was going to wear to the park with me."Yeah. Not like I'm going anywhere in this weather," I said with thinly disguised disgust."I know. I'm sorry." There was a short pause before she continued. "Hey, since we're both stuck at home, let's get.