“I wish I could, I really do.”“You can, just stay right here.”I laughed“Don’t tempt me.”“I am tempting you.” He said moving on top o...f me. “What are you doing?” “I am tempting you to stay.”“Koogi…… I need to go……”He was inside me, pushing in.I couldn’t think of an argument to push him off and go home.“Maybe just a little longer.” I moaned wrapping my arms around his neck. I walked into my house around three in the morning. Courtney’s car was in the driveway. I prayed he was sleep and wouldn’t. We were soon lying out on the couch, pressing into each other with my knee between her legs as I ran a hand over her robe, caressing the side of her breast. "Stoo-vart, stop !" She pushed me away and stood up, I thought I was in trouble, but without a word, she took me by the hand and led me down the hall to her bedroom. "I am old lady, you know, not younk gorrll. Maybe you don't like vat you see me." I kissed her again and undid the belt on her robe to reveal a pair of saggy big breasts. " Smiled the young woman to the usually taciturn man in the cowl. That is until he gave an uncharacteristic smirk."Hey Babs, you tried the pigs in blankets yet over der? Some genius put cheddah in'em." Pointed the Dark Knight out of character to the other side of the food display at the table. Blinking up in surprise, the red-haired woman nearly guffawed."Boston?!" Seeing the man smile… Probably the first she ever saw him do that, she recognised the mannerisms and Brooklyn accent of the former. In fact they were identical to the ones Susie had left with Mr. Mascalla because they had come out of the same box just the day before. While the two salesmen watched impatiently Pop helped Susie step into them and pulled them up for her, letting his stubby hands slide appreciatively over her body as he did so. Susie's experienced eye could see movement beneath all the men's slacks. It was a good thing her inner itches had been so well scratched before she left school or she would have.