How about a quick one?" Ohhh, how I would love it. But I'm afraid we both need to get ready. And I really don't want to start something I can't proper...y finish. Just try to keep that in your pants, no matter how hot Lorenz makes you." Alfred Lorenz and partner Hiram Bradley were both in their mid 60s, balding but in decent shape. However, neither would get much of his attention while his mother was at the table."Of course, they both turn me on," Stephen chuckled. "But I'll try not to lose. I take my hand out of my skirt and raise my fingers to my lips, licking the taste of myself off of them, sucking them deep into my mouth. I offer you a kiss then, and you thrust your tongue in deep, desperate for the taste but find it fleeting; you want more. I step back and remove my skirt, letting it fall to the floor and you see I am wearing lace, alternately revealing and hiding that which you desire. You swell even more as two fingers slip into the lace and slowly pull it down over my. On this dark, moonless,forbidding night he was garbed in an especially tasteless suit, with acheckerboard pattern in a rainbow of colors. As one of the clownishlyattired hoods worked to bypass the rear door's security system, Night Catslinked silently from his perch to crouch in shadow between twodumpsters. There was a stinky smell, perfect to accompany the foul deedsbeing perpetuated so nearby. Unannounced, like a lighter shadow detachingitself from the deeper ones, Night Cat flowed from his. Did I miss him? Of course I did, late at night, or early on a cold morning, or any time there was a thunderstorm. He had a special thing with lightening strikes. I can still come from listening to thunder.I suppose you think all I think about is sex? No, I have to work, and I like other nice things too. Anyway, I got my life back together, bought a couple of new batteries, and tried to forget the bastard. Eventually, he faded in my mind to the point where I discovered Craig.He'd been around the.