‘Not to mention it would be illegal for you to come with us.’ A stellar performance, if I do say so myself. ‘I’m not asking to tag along. I wo...uldn’t want to demean the sacred rite of passage. I just want to drive you home so nobody gets hurt.’ ‘Poor little Ashley can’t take care of herself,’ I said. ‘She has to have her boyfriend chase after her to make sure she doesn’t meet any bad men.’ I was impressed that my voice didn’t show how embarrassed I was at the mocking tone I used for ‘boyfriend’. He’s got an apartment upstairs, but it’s more like he lives in that booth. That’s what happens every night”Bill asked “What’s his secret? He looks totally plain and is dressed like a slob. Is he paying you to slip drugs into the ladies drinks or something?”Harry laughed and shook his head. “I haven’t a clue. He never approaches anyone. He never buys anyone a drink. All he does, all night long, is sit in the booth licking his eyebrows.”bobw40 ‎ contributions, with thanksAn Old Pilot’s Wisdom.... I think she just wanted to teach them alesson about the ball."Gentlemen," she said. "Look how lovely these ladies look this evening.Do you think it wise to allow them to worry their pretty little headsabout getting grease or flour on those pretty dresses? Of course not. Andif you were wearing your fancy duds, I wouldn't be having you flyingabout the kitchen preparing to serve neither! Now get to it, boys. Setthe table proper. I'll pull the meat out of the oven. You all do therest."So for once,. .I feel the tip of me slide into you about an inch, your wetness and tightness feels incredible, I grunt a bit as I feel you back off and slide me out again, slowly lowering yourself again, gasping as you feel my frenun 'pop' inside of you. After 4 or 5 slides, you've taken all of me into you, waiting, you begin to grind on me, the sensation of my piercings inside of you driving you closer and closer to orgasm. You throw your head back, hair swaying as you continue to grind down onto me, as I.