" Richie, I--" Heather said in a helpless voice."Look, we can't do it now, okay? Not with my mother home."Heather finally slid off the seat and wander...ed into the garage, looking around. Richie frowned and walked his bike inside between the car and the wall. "What?" Could we ... we could do it in here," Heather said in a low voice. "If we're quiet."Richie stared at her over the top of the car. "Are you fucking nuts?"Heather looked towards the door to the house as Richie came around the back of. She also didn’t have any makeup on.But she said “Yes,” anyway.It is one thing to propose based on passion and impulse. It’s another to actually get married and start an official, legal life together. If you want things to proceed smoothly, you have to do some planning. Like where you’re going to live and other ‘minor’ details.Gloria wasn’t in a hurry to tie the knot. She said she already felt married, and that a piece of paper wouldn’t make her feel more married. She was also trying to get. Without warning, there came a rhythmic knocking from above. It sounded as something hard clicking against one of the high windows. Argonius was gone in an instant. One moment he was inside of her and the next he was dissipated as if blown away in a gust of wind, leaving Adele with her naked rump high in the air for no one at all. She felt silly and sat up. She looked up for the sprite but it was gone now. She sighed to herself. It would be days before he regained the strength to manifest as. Scott, turned on by what he was getting told, told her to get an Uber, and get home quick, he would take care of her.When Darcie got home, she was sobered up a bit more, but still incredibly horny. Scott met her at the door; she was wearing a low-cut dress and her huge tits were hanging out. He shoved her up against the door and started kissing down her neck, slowly making his way to her tits. He started lightly biting them before he ripped off her dress so he could kiss and suck them. Darcie.