“Where’d you put that bottle?” Red grimaced as he reached it out of his pack near his feet.Taking a shot, he passed it to me. I followed suit an...d handed it back. Red capped it and put it away again. He seemed completely sober. “I’ll tell you my Big Secret,” he volunteered.“Hey, I didn’t ask! But if you want to talk, okay.” I admit, I felt a kind of voyeuristic curiosity. There wasn’t much he could tell me that would make me dislike him, but... “Okay. Have you ever thought about what gay guys do. She laughed too and closing her book, raised herself from the table and stood fingering her hair in the mirror above the mantelpiece. Dan returned bearing a small round tray with drinks. She turned taking the glass of sherry and sipped it looking him in the eye. " That's nice Dan." Dan took-in the vision before him; her confidence her sensuality her effervescence and took a sip of his own drink. " Cheers young lady!" He said to her. Her giggle was the nicest sound Dan had ever heard. Jan. He thrust into her and sent her arm around to grab the table. He was powerful and grabbed her hips and pulled her back onto him as he drove his spike deeper into her wetness. The smell of her sex wafted up and she couldn’t help but smile. She felt like some kind of siren, seducing this warrior god to a frenzy where he couldn’t control himself. Call her Cerci. He pounded into her, pulling her back and impaling her once again. Might she bruise as she slammed into the table? Did she care? Maybe. Nodding and not talking can be annoying. Here we were, two strangers from different universes, me helping her run away from a boy and toward learning, possibly facing life in prison, and she nods or shakes her head. I brought up my problem over dinner when I realized that she’d never been to a restaurant and had no idea what to eat. She’d never had soda or candy, which explained her teeth. She’d never been to a doctor. She’d never had caffeine. I did a lot of head shaking myself. She made an.