He cupped my face & kissed me lightly which drove me even more insanely horny. So he chose a Shemale CD & we proceeded to drink our wine & enjoy the ...how. He began running his hands over my Nylon clad legs & I ran my hands all over his smooth muscular chest. We finished our wine & he bagan to kiss me. He rammed his tongue in my mouth & I eagerly sucked it. He started to rub my "clitty" thru my satin panties & I shoved my hand into his underwear & pulled out his already swollen Man Meat. I. " Hank smiled and reached and took her hand. "Few of us know our friends as well as we might, though sometimes it's a blessing." And sometimes I can't see what's in front of my face! Oh, Hank, it wouldn't take much... No, it doesn't take anything at all! Hank, hold me. I need some comfort." He put his arms around Tracy there in the kitchen and bent down to kiss her forehead, as she put her face to his chest, halfway to crying. Tracy turned her lips toward his for a second and their mouths. "No," he said decisively. "I do not wish to make a bet." He stared at me for a few seconds. "Are you saying that this is a real jersey that Donovan McNabb wore?" Yep," I confirmed. "Zack's brother Sam helped my ex-girlfriend get it when he was with the Eagles." I pulled out the shirt tail and showed him where Don had signed his name. Trevor glanced over towards for confirmation. Zack nodded yes in agreement with my story."Michael Strahan tore this sleeve?" Trevor asked."The one and the same," I. "George stared at him. This "P.I." had a hum-drum look of boredom mixed with resolve in his eyes. The two rarely ever meet, but it did in his grizzled countenance. George had seen such an expression before, maybe once or twice. Maybe once in the expression of his DL just before he shipped out to 'Nam. Maybe it was a look reserved for those who knew too much but could say only little."What does that have to do with Amy?" George asked with every muscle in his body tensed.English met George's.