Who do I talk to about keeping an eye on it?" We took a few minutes to get my new ride settled. Veronica noted the dealer plates. I told her about the... Toyota and the Honda before it.She asked about student loans. I told her not to worry. My time at Yale was covered by family money and scholarships, while my time at Dartmouth was on fellowship. I don't think Veronica ever appreciated how good I was at school, but no student loans got her attention. Interesting.Eventually, we settled in a booth,. N.nothing,” he stammered. “You were looking up my skirt, young man,” I said with mock anger,“weren’t you?” Jim said nothing. He just looked down at the floor. “Would you like a better look?” I asked, my voice likemelting butter. I didn’t wait for an answer. I stood up, my tingling love grottojust inches from Jim’s head. I stood there, with my feet wide apart,my ankles flexed on my high heeled shoes. Bending down, I slowly. The cut traced an angry red line right across the muscle, mid-way between shoulder and elbow. It was quite deep but nowhere touching the bone, it seemed the good doublet had saved him that. The bitter-sweet smell of herbs wafted to him from the basin with its reddened contents. Joanna tore off a strip of cloth from the bottom of a cotton underskirt and bound it tight over the clean wound. ‘Sleep now dear’, he heard her say. And he did, falling into the blessed relief of unconsciousness as she. Didn't touch it, didn't piss. Nothing. He was waiting for me to put my finger through the hole, which didn't take more than ten seconds of staring at his circumcised milky white dick. His reaction to my finger was to stand in front of my stall in exactly the same position, his ghostly white dickhead inches away from my mouth. I immediately sucked it in, and he let out a soft moan. I took in threeinches of fat veiny white shaft and began stroking his soft cock with my lips, my tongue whirling.