..do I really want to walk to the bar looking likethis...maybe I should call Joel and have him pick me up and thenwalk...yeah, having him see me first...might be good...walking withme also....yeah...I'll call. Overdressed? Maybe. Looking like thiswill tell him I want sex; of course it will also tease him...h'm."Hi, Joel, it's me." Hi, what's up?" Joel, slight change for Saturday; stop by my apartment and we'llwalk together, OK?" Sure, is there a problem?" No, no problem, I want to walk with you.". ” And he got up and said:” whereto?” She took his hand, not really caring about his remark and led him up to her tiny apartment. As soon as she closed the door her urge to feel a male being overcame her stronger than ever before. She hadn’t felt this kind of desire before but it made her kneel down and skillfully unzip his pants to free what turned out to be a nicely sized cock. “Just what I need,” she thought as she started to engulf on the head but again the stranger answered to her surprise:. But I been thinking that since you like him, maybe you would...you know...let him do what he did last week.”Mason had been staring at me. His head was slightly tilted and that grin---that wry, worldly, lecherous, sexy grin---was melting me inside. He didn’t speak for quite a few seconds. It was as if he was studying me.Then, he finally said, “Would you like that, Brynn?”My head yanked into a nod so fast that I felt a pop in my neck. I could barely get my vocal chords to work but I somehow. Oh no you don’t, Chase thought. He agilely leapt up from the floor and came up behind her wrapping his arms around her waist and lifting her off the floor. ‘Chase, get off of me!’ she screamed as she kicked at his legs. She made contact with one of his shins and he grunted in pain. He threw the shower door open and turned the faucet on. ‘Wh-what are you doing?’ she demanded. Chase’s answer was to dump Elizabeth under the cold stream of water. She yelled out from the chill. ‘I think you need to.