"Baby, I KNOW you want me, and I KNOW we make love, and it's sweet and it's gentle and for the most part, satisfying." For the MOST part?" she replied... taken aback.I took a really deep breath. Now I had to be honest or forget about my desires. I really, really didn't want to fuck this up. I love her, a lot. "Yes, for the most part." What are you not getting that you want?" she asked."Nasty" I said, breathlessly. "Pornographic, lustful, quadruple X-Rated." I stopped there. I needed to see how. There were a lot of girls. There were a lot of nights. There was a lot of fucking. But there were 3 nights that defined my time as a bartender. The moment a Milf named Laura started to suck my dick the morning after I had had sex with April, The first time I got a girl on tape, and this moment… The single best night I had as a bartender, and the night Anal became my main focus. Now she wasn’t the hottest girl I fucked, maybe only a 5 out of 10, but Mandy holds a place in my heart for the best. Then it hit him, the alleyway, the world getting bigger, the reason he wet himself. Jim had been turned into a little kid.Fearing for his life again, Jim couldn't stop himself crying, crying over his soon to be death, crying for the pain of the knife in his gut and crying for losing the last couple decades of his life.Hovering next to Jim, the creature then sank its teeth into his apparently small frame. Expecting pain from the bite Jim closed his eyes and missed that as the black thing bit,. She said she was having a great time with her friends and they were drinking she also told me she had been hit on. I imagined her body and her breasts and her moans as I jerked off in my little sanctuary in the woods. I drifted off to sleep thinking about her and imagining her turning down the advances of the beach going men.The next day was brutally hot and unrelenting physically the whole day I could not wait for my sanctuary time. We trained well into the night moving from place to place.