She fiddled with something then undid a small clasp.Then "it" fluttered free and I choked back a gasp.A small winged creature emerged from her tresses...."Do you know what she is? I'll give you three guesses."Now, I've been around, and I'm hard to confuse;I knew right away that she must be a muse."You're right," Mindy said, as if reading my mind."She's a muse; very rare . . . there are so few of her kind." She's beautiful," I said, "that much I can see.But, if she's so rare, why waste her on me?". No, no, he then said, make that a Bud Light: and he had one. And God drank the beer and it was good.And the Lord God grimaced and an enchanted gust of wind blew forth from him. And the Fart blew the waters of the earth together unto one place, leaving dry land for God to rest his beer on. (Incidentally, a less well known consequence of this holy hurricane was that it caused Lucifer, God's favorite angel, to quit his post as God's errand boy, and flee as far from Heaven as possible.)And God. ” so here it goes…So, it had been three weeks but still the memory was fresh as new in my head. It went on and on like a tape in my mind making me horny every time. Though, it was a big risk i had taken, i’d loved every inch of it. The image of his cock was stamped in my brain. I had his number saved in my phone, but i couldn’t dare myself to call him up. I hadn’t done anything like this before and another pre-decided meet would have meant confirmed banging. The thought itself made me wet.. All the while, her friends were giving her tips and recommendations. She should use her whole body when testing to make maximum use of her size and weight. For Portia was one of the most petite students at the Total Woman Academy. Lightly scented, wrapped in a translucent belted nightgown and wearing heels, Portia marched to her appointment with Ned at the coaching tune-up suite. A small knock alerted Ned to Portia’s arrival and he granted entry. He was charmed by the little woman standing.