You tease me with your tongue,looking up at me and smiling when I tense in response. Turning back toyour task, you undo the buttons of my Levi's, one ...y one, exposing mycock. You rub it lightly with your fingers, laying my fly open. Youbegin to kiss the glans, which makes me start to move my hips. I liftmy ass off the bed, and you pull the jeans down to my knees. Liftingmy legs, you pull them off, taking my socks with them.The Levi's land in a heap upon the floor. You sit back, legs folded. "When Rose told me her lovers wanted her off the pill, and unprotected, with your mouth as her only birth control, seven months before the wedding, so that she ran the risk of being knocked up by them as she walked down the aisle to you, I was sure you'd never agree to that." I was hesitant when she first told me of their proposal. Primarily because I-I didn't think I was that good at sucking her pussy clean enough to keep her from getting pregnant. But she had faith in me and after I found. The last quarter, Sam brought out his flute. Sometimes they played staccato notes. Sometimes it flowed. Joe really enjoyed it. From the way Eddie grinned at times, and other times worked seriously on his guitar, making odd, discordant sounds, he obviously enjoyed it too.A tired Sam Rivers called quits. Nigella hugged him. The rest of them shook his hand.“Stay with me?” Nigella asked Moe and Joe.They agreed, and Mary agreed to trust them with her cello. She went off with Eddie and Cheryl, Cheryl. And it worked, didn’t it? You really are dating now, right?” She was a little anxious, but all I could do was grin.“I certainly hope so.”“Good!” We sat sipping our coffees for a minute. I have a hard time concentrating on anything else when I’m drinking my first cup of coffee in the morning. Years ago, when I got out of the Navy, I adopted the Seattle fascination with lattes. But somewhere along the line I realized that I didn’t really like milk that much. It didn’t make sense to force myself.