I stood there dripping in sex sweat looking at Alan, his very wet cock and the smile on his face. He held his cock at the base of his shaft, "Fuck Kat...e that was the best interview I ever had." He looked at the other guys. "You guys are really going to enjoy interviewing Katie." He then looked at me, wagging his semi erect cock at me, "But first I think you need to do a little clean up.”I knew what he wanted and without hesitation, I bent over, grabbed his cock and slid it into my mouth. I. He was so good-looking, charming, and bright, and so respectful of girls - hardly the type to simply abandon someone for a 'better prospect'.Perhaps it was the wine, but the two of them began a long, meandering conversation about love, her divorce from Robert's father several years ago, and relationships. Eventually, motherly guilt getting the better of her, she leaned forward and once again gently kissed his forehead."I'm so sorry for the pain I caused you, my love," she said softly; her heart. She glares at me, equally unprepared for this moment, but then something changes. Her anger is replaced by a smile, a cheeky grin that lights up her face but seems totally out of place in this situation. "Well look at that," she says drawing out every word, "my little sister isn't such a goody two-shoes after all..."I'm so confused now, waiting for her to walk over and slap me or yell at me, to do something. But instead she stands in the doorway with the same mysterious smile, just looking at. The girl. The little snot that was in his seat. Was at his table. With his friends."Hey, why is this bitch sitting at our table?" he asked openly.Usually he wouldn't mind, but this girl had really gotten under his skin. Swearing wasn't much of a Chris Burns thing to do, but he had lost his temper with the girl almost instantly. Something about her cool mocking demeanour, what was she trying to prove? What had he ever done to her?Unfortunately, his demonstration of one of the cruder words in the.