”“Oh shit! I’m sorry lover. I’ll give you a blowjob later to make up for it. Ok?”“Sure. I won’t hold you to it, of course. I’ll take w...hatever attention you want to give me.”“And THAT brings us to the talk we needed to have.”“You want to talk about giving me blowjobs?”“No! Yes. In a way. Shut up!”I guess my opened eyed, raised eyebrow look confused her. She looked at Erin and the two of them cuddled up against me, keeping my hip warm with their furry little pussies. Erin lifted her right breast. He's 6'7, and the sweater practically hugs my knees if it doesn't bunch up. I guess leggings are hot when you have a fat butt, but not when it looks like you're basically wearing a "green bay packers" sweater dress that smelled like weed and sweat.DESPITE my craptastic appearance I started to feel something on my leg. Sure enough, dude in the seat I was hanging out by was just kinda touching my leg and looking at my ass from the side. Now, I read a lot of smut and you read about this crap all. It's just as thick, but blue. Huh, the blue wax really makes a nice contrast to the red that is already hardening on Anna's skin-turned-impromptu-canvas.I rotate the candles so that the wax melts nice and steady, and now there are two thin streams of hotness continuously running down onto my prone sister. I draw some colourful lines, circles, and swirls until half her skin is covered. Now I put the red candle down and grab three thin white candles instead. I arrange them in a half-circle around. ‘Oh, Emily!’ I say aloud. ‘I love you, Emily. I want you here, for one last kiss.’ But there would be no last kiss, not even a loving word. Emily’s last words to me, calling me an antique bore, still stick in my brain. Would she regret those words when I was dead? I’ll never know. Captain Arthur is here. I pick up my gloves and cane to leave with him. I’m not leaving a note for Emily. What’s the point? Unkind people will tell her soon enough about my challenge and the result of the duel..