He and Brian and Ryan acted coolly and professionally. Liz, Jill and Skye acted calmly and rationally. One guy acted recklessly and irresponsibly. Wan...a guess who that was?”I raised my left hand.“I got lucky,” I said firmly. “I have no training in private protection. If I’m honest, I have no training in even protecting myself. I hadn’t thrown anything but a tantrum in years. I had no idea where that brick would go. I knew where I wanted it to go and, through some miracle, it went there. I could. Can you believe that? 'Squirrel this,' and 'Squirrel that.' 'Hey, man, I got me some SQUIRREL this weekend.'" Shaking his head. "If you got a look up a chick's mini-skirt it was called a 'squirrel shot.'"Of course for the longest time it's been Pussy. Now that I think about it, Pussy was always kind of mixed in with the others."Who thinks up all these fucking animals anyway?" He was talking around the fat cigar in his mouth, lighting it and puffing.Our building is a no-smoking area, but he says. But above all, the feature I loved about her, was her disorder of excessive sweating. I am a sweet lover and being an Indian I love the smell of oozing body fluids.I had an eye on her for many months and had been with her on a single shot basis once. But I mustered up courage booking her for an entire night.I took a quart of Bacardi lemon and reached there at 9 o clock. At that time she had gone for dinner. I called her and received the reply to wait for some time. I had a pretty hard on just. Several shots fired inside her, diminishing in strength every time, until it subsided. I sagged down on her, my body becoming limp. I could feel it inside me, Jenny said, its weird. Thats the baby-making juice, I said. She gave a little giggle. I lifted myself back on my supporting hands and kissed her softly. Im going to make you cum again, I said, moving backwards and pulling my dick, still hard, out of Jennys pussy. I moved right back and then leant forward, lowering my face on her open.