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“Don’t keeptable out With dark hair and darker eyes, she has an earthy kind of beauty Deliciously ripe and round in all the right places, and nothing like er Too young, perhaps

But despite first ied, though she’s certainly made me feel a little out of ed

“What does it taste like?”

I’d like to kno she tastes Feel the almost indecent fullness of her bottoht now, even if I can’t help but iine how she’d be in bed Instead, I inhale a deep breath, exhaling an equally deep sigh Then, againstthe glass to my lips

“Not like that” I don’t think anyone has ever rolled their eyes at me before, have they? She prods the straw in the direction of er adorned by a thick silver band “It came with one of these for a reason, Lyle”

“My abject humiliation?” Because the straw the drink was delivered with is in the shape of a penis A pink penis

“Don’t be so uptight”

“I tend to be tense when so to shove a penis in my mouth”

“You’re a riot! No, don’t do that—you heard the server,” she adds with an infectious giggle “You’re not allowed to use your hands”

I went to a party with the sao

There were fewer clothes, as I recall

Fingers poised over the straw, I narrow h what I’d like to use my hands for would be to throttle her when, in fact, I’d beways But she does look delighted as I settle my mouth over the straw Then she’s not quite so much as I clench it between my teeth and drop it to the tabletop My ri her company, but that is the limit to this experience

“Biting? Really?”

“Better to bite than suck, in this instance” Sager words were never said