One of the princes of Liechtenstein! Well, I suppose that was what she wanted ... she couldn’t manage a Grimaldi. I would send my “regrets,” of ...ourse. I thought about my crazy weekend last year. Was I Laura’s frolic among her inferiors? Her bit of rough?I was invited to give a paper in Adelaide, at the South Australia Museum, and dug into my (old) notes from my trip to the Great Victoria Desert while I was at Long Pocket. I went to Merchant of Venice at the Theatre Centre, but it wasn’t the. Besides, there was a kegger at the fraternity thatSteve had pledged that night and I wanted to go. I met some of the otherguys at the dorm and a couple of them wanted to know how a "hot chick"like me ended up with a brother like Steve. I told them I was adoptedand they laughed.The kegger started at 7 so we grabbed a bite to eat and then went backto his dorm and I touched up my makeup and hair. Steve asked if I eversmoked. I said "Cigarettes are bad for you." He said he wasn't talkingabout. 30, and we would thenpop out to the little Italian round the corner for something to eat.While I stood at the bar, I was approached by a businessman, Rupert, whoasked to buy me a drink. We chatted, and even though the conversationwas pleasant enough, I didn't want it to go too far - although from whatI remember about his groin he wanted it to go further all right. Justthen Amy arrived, followed by a man, who was a colleague of Rupert's,Marco. They asked the both of us to join them for a glass. “Are they better than your other fantasies?” She asks as she now holds my penis in her hand. Nibbling at my lower belly she pulls me out of the flap. Slowly stroking me I caress her hair.“Yes” I sigh. “You’re my dream.” Laura adjusts herself just a little and starts to slowly twist as she strokes me. Her face is now only inches away from my penis and as she continues to slowly stroke me she blows air onto the head of my penis. My head spins. She gently licks the precum off my penis and my cock.