I guess this is what they call a hang over.I could still taste the sour aftertaste absinthe leaves on my tongue. The taste that came from Janice's kis...s.I could still imagine her sweet soft voluptuous lips, encircling my cock. Her mouth tightening around my dick as she gives me head. And her tongue wrapping around it.If I wasn't so hung over, I could swear I could still kinda feel her giving me a blow job. Then I snapped. My eyes wide open and my heart stopped. I raised my blanket and looked. She smiled at me, and for a moment, her entire face brightened.I felt warm all night.On Friday, however, she did not get on the bus as I got off. I looked around and she was nowhere to be seen.A bit dejected, I went off to work.That morning, tired, worn out, and generally zapped, I headed for the bus stop. It was another hour before the bus got there, so I had brought a book.But, when I got to the bus stop, the woman was sitting there! She looked right at me as I turned the corner, and smiled.. I said can you let me in, ok she said the door clicked open I went up to the flat she had the door open for me, She was standing there in a towel just covering her tits & cunt, I've fucked her before she got a very hairy cunt & loves cock, a lot of men have been to the flat & fucked her, well she said hello have you come to pick that thing up, yes I said she said I well get it for you & went in to my fuckbuddys bedroom I followed, has she turned her towel fell down I could see her arse, fuck. I moved to close the door in her face.'Change?" No," I hurried."Oh, thanks! Have a good night!" She chirped and spun off down the hall. I breathed a sigh of relief as I carried the pizzas over to the table. I moved the candles to one side of the music box. The smell of cinnamon was so tempting. I was dipping my second stick in the frosting cups, Eden was almost caught up, when Matthew left the bathroom."Good?" He asked as he stepped over my thighs to his spot in the middle of the sofa. He.