" 'Woman is fickle.' said Francis I.; 'woman is like a wave of the sea, ' said Shakespeare; both the great king and the great poet ought to have known... woman's nature well." Woman's, yes; my mother is not woman, but a woman." As I am only a humble foreigner, you must pardon me if I do not understand all the subtle refinements of your language." What I mean to say is, that my mother is not quick to give her confidence, but when she does she never changes." Ah, yes, indeed," said Monte Cristo with. I really neededthis embarrassment to end.Fortunately, right on cue, Ron came over with food."Got a couple burgers for you too," he said, handing me the plates."Thanks, Ron," I said. I looked at the two plates and it was immediatelyapparent which one was mine. The double-cheeseburger on the toasted bunwith a pile of chips on the side... nope, not anymore. Mine was thesingle patty on a bed of lettuce. Yay, dancer's diet!"Go deep, Ron," Cash said, picking up the football. Ron obliged runningback. Or perhaps she'd deliberately come while I was gone. There had been one message on the phone that was a hang-up. Of course, I'd deleted it. I went back to sleep, still sucking on Elaine's nipple. What a baby!We didn't bother with food. We went down to wash and brush our teeth and use the toilet. We hardly said anything. Elaine cuddled me in bed until I fell asleep again around ten. My internal clock said it was only seven in Seattle, but I was so emotionally exhausted that I adjusted back to. Unfortunately, I was only half listening to what Rachel was explaining to me because the other half of my brain was concentrating on the fact that she had her legs spread wide open right in front of me. She was pulling on her piercings and poking at her cute little clit while she explained what I was in for. I began to focus on what a great body she has and wishing she was completely naked. Wishing I was playing with that pretty little pussy right in front of me. She really did look that.