"Really? That's the best you can do?" Sheshook her head in dismay. "So lame Tim. So so lame."I kind of smiled at her sheepishly and shrugged my should...rs. "Justthought you should know." I won't see you for a while," she told me matter-of-factly."Why?" You'll see," she said, drawing out the words with a rather mischievoussmile. God, it looked so perfect on her face. "Bye." She swung the cabdoor shut and the car sped off. I turned around to head home.* * *And so that was that, I supposed. I. ..... well you see I-"I'd been caught red-handed lying to one of God's officials on Earth.What excuses could I possibly make?"Whatever this is, don't you think God already knows about it?" askedthe Father gently. This was the last thing I wanted to be reminded of."I'm sorry," I babbled, "Okay? I'm sorry. I'm really, really sorry!"?"That's obvious, but for what? Why would you confess to things youhaven't done?"?My clever sin-substitution stratagem had gone completely to hell, and Ifeared that I. “Baby, I gotta lick your wet pussy, it smells sooo goood,” Cindy whispered. “I’ve never done that!” Sandra said fully excited, “but turn around I’ll do what your doing baby!” They both whimpered as their tongues touched the other ones swollen clit. After awhile, Sandra said, “You taste so good Cindy, I love licking your wet cunt, OOOOHHH Baby don’t stop, that feels so goooood.!” “Baby, come up here and sit on my face”, Cindy gasped. “ I don’t want to cum yet and your tongue is so gooood.” So. Our faces inches apart. Her knee touched mine, her skirt was ridingso high, I couldn't dare look or she would bust me. I felt a little bold, thealcohol was working. Her breath still smelled like perfume, or almost like? likeroses?She held my gaze and brought the shot up to my mouth, ?Open up?? Noteven letting me touch the glass and said, ?Here's to you- a pathetic excusefor a man, an absolute dork. So pitiful, thinking a few days of homework-helpand a dozen roses would ever get you anywhere.