He waited until I inspected his arm, pointing patiently. “Ooo, yeah,” I said without really seeing a puncture wound or a scar of any kind, but... rather seeing a poorly done tattoo. My sharply focused twin-lenses saw the truth. The inspection and my enthusiasm caused him to continue with the next bit, “They released me after that. Yeah, mom picked me up that same night all bandaged up. I seen this other dude a few weeks later at the store and he tells me that the guy that jumped me had his. However my partner has tried to have a relationship with me, and continually tries to. For many reasons I do not want one. She is an attractive woman, just the kind that would be far too into a serious relationship, and with owning a business together things could get all messed up. I have told her numerous times, that I do not want a relationship, yet she keeps trying. So much for being honest? With that said she has a 24YO daughter, who has a very sexy body and is an average looking young. She said that she just didn't feel sexy anymore. We were going to a friends for New Years' Eve, and I was kind of shocked when she decided to wear a really sexy top and Jeans combo and even contemplated some "Fuck Me" heels, until she remembered that would just be taking them off as soon as we were in the house as they do not allow shoes on their carpet. She even wore her matching baby blue, leopard print panty and bra set. She does herself up when we go out but we usually find ourselves in. I was at the pearly gates, and they had just parted. I folded her within my arms protectively, feeling her heels moving against my shins."Oh," she said with a sniff, her quivering lips damp and trembling as my prong traveled up and down her slit, lying in the wiggling length of her crease, seeking a point of entry. "Well, if you don't go any farther."I held her hip with my left hand and slid my right down her belly to her hairy mound. "Whatever you say," I told her. "The storm will.