Gin, you'd be wrong to say yes. The evil gin does would be hard to assess."Erin again lifted the glass to have a sip. Though feeling light-headed, she...started to drink. At the second swallow, she remembered her mother's warning when she left home for college. "Whould you look on the wine that is red, be prepared for a fate worse than death."Popping from her chair, she released the glass. Under the relentless pull of gravity, it fell tumbling to the floor. As the glass fell, the wine sloshed out. She grabbed my neck and pulled me down to meet her lips. If I thought our last kiss was something then this blew it away. There was a tenderness that was missing before, but something else, something intangible about it. When we did finally part, tears were streaming down her unadorned, yet still beautiful, face, but even my naivety couldn't mistake them for anything but tears of happiness. She wiped her face with the back of her hand and very gently took the flowers from me. With her nose. My body was cramped from not moving all night. Morning sunlight streamed through gaps in the wooden barn wall, dust motes hovering in the shafts of light. I needed to pee. Hair tickled my nose. I sneezed.Bianca sat bolt upright as if electrocuted, her eyes wide in fright, blonde hair messed, hay stalks sticking out. When she saw me fear faded from her large, deep blue eyes. I smiled and shrugged in apology and promptly sneezed again.She laughed at me, her eyes twinkling with amusement. It. " Well," said the girl, "take off your clothes and stretch out on the couch and I will give you a full body massage." Oh I better be going." Said Paul; now that his balls were empty it seemed like the time to get back to the hotel, just in case his wife had called for any reason checking up on him."Don't be a spoil sport, you can't cum and run. Now take off your clothes like a good boy, and stretch out face down." She commanded.'Oh what the heck.' Thought Paul, he did as he was told. .