“Oh, don’t be such a pussy,” she said. Pouring two more drinks. “No!” I yelled. “I’m not doing this anymore!” “Fine. But you at lea...st have to try this. It’s nothing like liquor. You might couch, but that show might also have numbed your throat. You’ll be fine. I promise. I won’t let you get hurt.” And, for some reason, I believed her. Everything felt right. She was going to take care of me. She dug in her pants and pulled out a quart-sized bag full to the brim with hairy, lime-green nuggets.. ’ People in Southern California are so free and easy, they’ll say things like that all the time. Tracy threw it right out there like it was the most natural thing in the world, as if it was perfectly natural and cool and acceptable to do such a thing. If you’ve never heard the term before, in the porn industry a ‘Fluff Girl’ is a woman who arouses the male performers before filming. ‘Fluffers’ stimulate them, usually orally, keeping the porn actors wood nice and hard between takes, so that the. However one day she called and asked to come and talk with me. She arrived in an unbelievable hot outfit. I couldn't quit staring and wondering what her tiny tits looked like.She was telling me about her problems and that she had filed and was scared. I hugged her and kissed her forehead and continued to listen. Finally she stopped talking and giggled at me. Asking me why I keep staring at my chest. I honestly said because she is stunningly beautiful and she wears "rape me please" clothes. “Do you know Mrs G” He said “If I wasn’t going out with your daughter, I would be asking you out myself” He said. “Don’t be silly” I chastised him, I’m old enough to be your mother!.”No; seriously” Not put off by this remark he said, “I’ve had the hots for you from the first time that I was introduced to you by Tracey all those weeks ago” I felt a warm glow of pride. I also couldn’t help noticing that Martin’s trousers had a slight bulge in the front of them which I had never noticed before..