His hands were large and I couldn't stop the image of them wrapped around my throat, rings pressing into my skin, from invading my mind. I tried to sh...ake the thought away and focus on the literature in my hand instead. I flipped the book over and read the synopsis. He had me pegged- a story filled with fantasy, adventure, and romance galore. I was excited to have found my next literary obsession. “Wow… this is perfect! I can’t wait to read it.” I looked into his mossy colored eyes and found. “Cassie, I have to leave in a few minutes, as I can only be out of contact for about ten minutes. “ “No problem Barry, I specialize in quickies.” I said as I dropped to my knees. I unzipped his trousers as he undid his gun belt. I couldn’t wait to taste his cock and to swallow his cum. Within ten seconds his trousers were around his ankle and I was sliding down his Jockey boxer briefs to the same location. His dick sprung out like a jack in the box as soon as I slid his shorts down. It was my. She glanced down at her chest and said, "Well, I guess you can never have too many."We both laughed. After we toasted our new friendship, she asked about that dance.The band was in the middle of a kicking Earth, Wind & Fire song. We hit the floor. One of the greatest things my grandmother ever did for me was to teach me to dance. Not only could I handle funky dance numbers without revealing myself as terminally white, but I could pull off tangos, waltzes and flamencos. We started to tear it up. ”“No fucking way. Dressed like that! I thought your fucking sister had moved in with you. How do you hide that?”“Oh, Kirstin doesn’t mind” Brian insisted, enjoying the fact that they had no idea who his maid really was.“Wow, dude, I mean, really? Unless, maybe she doesn’t dress like that all the time?”“True, I guess. She doesn’t.”“Well, that explains, i mean, fuck, if I had something like that cooking and cleaning for me, I’d never leave my fucking apartment!”The three settled into silence as.