.. and maybe Jordan? At least a hall pass for me and him with her, and maybe for you if you should ever get bi-curious. How about it?” Erin continue...d while slurping up a chocolate malt.“Hall passes ... for Jordan ... why not? In for a poly penny, in for a poly pound. But no Trixie! Not only would she yank out Eric’s heart and stomp on it all over again, but she’s likely to pass him an STD into the bargain. Eric’s a great guy. We girls have to protect him from bitches like Trixie. Some guys are. .. after begging for death, I still lived. So, my friends, the belt was not the curse, my very existence was.'I was cursed with luck. I would not die. I COULD not die. I was forced to live two hundred years or more as a male, when I knew inside it was wrong. Curses... They're funny, you know?'Dentriel took a glass of wine from the barmaid, who had approached. They were well known in this tavern, and the barmaid had brought the glass of wine instinctively, before seeing Dentriel from the front.. I locked the door after us and got out of my carapace. Suddenly mycondition returned my mind. I hurried past Bemariq and went to thebathroom, but he followed."Are you alright?" he asked."Just wait for me outside, please." I will. But just so you know: you don't have hide yourself from me." Heshut the door.A short examination revealed that my flow hadn't yet ended, even if thediscomfort was mostly gone. The need of my husband's touch burned in mymind, but I wanted our new first time to special.. I felt like saying "Much better now!", but I just said I was good and smiled. We all got in the car and she sat in the back with me, which was great as it was dark and I could sneak a glance at her gorgeous body and take in the scent of her perfume mixed with a bit of sweat. I was imagining what the smell would be like if she peeled off her skirt, sweater, pumps, pantyhose, bra and panties right there in the back of the car, the aroma of her sweet perfume and pussy juices coming from her plump.