"You're a lamia," he said. Dusty memories of old classics courses were dredged up to the surface."Naga actually," Amanda said."Nagin," Abraham correct...d. "Unless you've got some extra bits down there I don't know about."Amanda raised a pencil-thin black eyebrow. She looked like a Bollywood princess. A pissed off Bollywood princess with the lower half of a giant snake."I've heard of you, or rather of things like you," Abraham said as a lightbulb pinged in his mind.He'd received a series of. I loved to hear her panting as she got close, then started to whine and moan as she went over the edge into her happy place. We talked a little longer as my cock wilted a little. I'd had a gran mal ejaculation and my cock wasn't even going down yet.We promised to talk again in a couple days and I started to get myself rearranged. I managed to get my dick into my pants, just barely. I was standing to make this operation go a bit smoother when I saw something which gave me a start. Over in the. ? A leg, an arm, and her neck left exposed tothe night? Exposed to you? You are at home in the darkness? this particular darkness?and her hair, flowing and shimmering down her spine to the gentle curve of herback that you have fallen out of time with so many times while delicatelytracing your intent with your tongue and your teeth.? You feel hot, feverish as you sense thesimple strain in your groin pressing against your jeans.? Pressing against your conation and you feelpower? illicit and. By the end of the afternoon, Joe was something that he never truly wasas a man; he was friends with his mother. They exchanged phone numbersand promised to keep in touch when Joe left to return to Renee'sapartment. A worried Ron was waiting at Renee's apartment when Joe walked throughthe front door. He had thought that it was too soon for a person withamnesia to be wandering the streets by herself but was relieved that hiswife had returned safely. Melissa was always glad to see her mommy.