He already knows I’m a slut. At 6:58pm, I hear a knock at my door. “Hi.” “Hey Chrissy. You look good. Hot date tonight?” So corny. “The ho...test. This is date night Chris, you’ve never seen her.” “That’s a shame.” I like how he flirts. I grab my purse, and we’re off to dinner at Beans and Cornbread in Southfield, where we eat way too much. It’s soooooooo good though. We head back to my place where I invite him in. “Are you sure Chrissy?” “Of course. Why wouldn’t I be?’ We go in and sit down. I. If your going to have to do it anyway, learn to do it right was my motto back then. Now the anus, that puckered hole back there can stretch to accommodate a penis and the alimentary canal doesn’t really mind the intrusion. Note though that the two different channels work totally differently. The alimentary canal is busy pushing everything out. On the other hand the pussy is trying to pull it in. The pussy muscles can be trained to do tricks...” Morgan butted in.“What kind of tricks Paula.”. 'Here; come out into the showroom', Jean said, takingAngie lightly by the wrist, 'there's not enough spacein here for the two of us'. A four second pause. Then:What?!Angie's cheeks flared like a pair of wildstrawberries.'Come on out', Jean repeated, smiling placidly, 'it'sa little too cramped in here. There's plenty of roomin the showroom'.'The showroom?!' Angie gasped in surprise, 'but...but I'm not... I'm not wearing anything'. Her tummyswarmed with teasing butterflies, a wave of panicsurged. Just swung by to pick up Sheryl, and give her a ride from work." Hey, girl? Whatchoo doin' all slouched down in your chair like that?" asked Cricket, with a sly, knowing grin.Sheryl hated that. She knew that he knew perfectly well that she didn't want him to see her with Shawn. Sure he knew about Shawn, but actually seeing her with him was different. Then again, 'How does Shawn know Cricket?' she wondered for the third time in about as many seconds.If Daryl saw how uncomfortable she was, he.