I pick it up. A broken front closure hasp, I was too drunk to figure it out. Sober enough to remember promising a new one. Telling me that was for s...re NOT the same woman. Having relieved myself, I wash in the sink. Finding a neatly printed box of fresh towelettes, I dampen my face then my loins. Cleaning my skin enough that it doesn’t feel sticky from sex secretions. The not so fresh scent left on my lips from last nights affair now off my face. A memorable contrast to the fresh Vanilla. "Fingers brushed at Susie's shoulder. The gauzy material slid down her arm and a palm descended her now-bare left breast and sleekly crossed her stiff nipple.Moaning with pleasure, she squeezed Rita in closer, and whispered, "If I'm your sweetheart then aren't we Lesbians, Rita?" Do you want to be?" Why, you see, I never thought about it. I mean, can I be something I'm not?" Here at the Pageant we think you can find what different things you are, and make each one beautiful, something to be. ''Did I?'Chuck shrugged.'Don't really know, but, fuck, you care. Don't know how but you do, and you're giving it your all. What else can you do?''I honestly don't know.''You shouldn't worry that much. What happens, happens. Nothing for you to go crying over.'Estelle looked at him intently.'So you don't care at all what happens to those people?'Chuck was annoyed at how confrontational he felt like being.'Terrible things happening to loads of people, pretty much all the time.'Estelle shook her. Taking a break from Rod's dick, I went down on his balls and began licking them, while stroking his cock. I could hear Rod responding, as he seemingly liked me licking his balls. I wanted to go for his ass, as I love to lick or caress a man's asshole during blowjob sessions (and the right guy, I love fingering his prostate to orgasm him at the moment he's cumming), but I knew I couldn't do that the first time out, especially if he's a married straight guy who doesn't want to think of the fact.