To some extent we are made up of our past. To say don’t mention him is like not wanting to know all about you. And, as they say, to know you is to l...ove you.” “You are pretty deep for a biker, you know that?” “I am a laid back kinda guy. Gives me time to think about the more important things that many don’t consider. Anyway, how about me fucking those lovely boobs, would they like that?” “Well yeah," she said, untying my hands. “Andrea, give me those gold half-moon glasses.” “You gonna read. .. that's why I came tonight. I guess I was hoping you'd talk me into it." Should I twist your arm?" No, just kiss me like you really care for me."I leaned over and put my hand on her face and guided her lips to mine. Right before they touched I said, "Sweetheart, I really do care for you. You are very special." I kissed her. I meant it. She melted against me. We kissed some more and I led her toward the bedroom. I had the bed turned down and a candle burning along with some soft music playing.. Have you ever eaten a cunt before?”I had to suspect that this was what they had in mind when she stretched out in front of me. But hearing the words was still a shock. I shook my head violently and exclaimed, “NO! I ... I’ve never ... I couldn’t!”But I could and I know I will. I don’t want to. The very idea is revolting. But although the effects seem to be slowly waning, I’m still under the spell of whatever the drug is that put me in this intolerable situation to start with. Without waiting. That it was a scene she would treasure forever.“Happy birthday!” They yelled in unison, delighted smiles on both of their faces when they realised that she was completely bowled over by the surprise. Abby rushed over and threw her arms around Jean’s shoulders in a hug. They laughed, almost falling over in the fierceness of Abby’s momentum. Robert came over rather more circumspect to add a chaste kiss to Jeans cheek, but was immediately enfolded in interlocked arms by them both. He hugged them.