I’m glad you are safe.’ ‘I’m glad to be back. Sweetie, listen. Meet me for dinner at the O Club, in two hours, all right? We’ll have dinner..., and then make some plans for the next two days. Sound good?’ He asked. ‘All right. In two hours.’ She repeated. ‘Yes. I need to shower and change. That should give me plenty of time.’ He said. ‘Good. I’ll change into some nice clothes, we’ll make an occasion of it.’ Julie brightened. ‘We will. I’ll see you then.’ He said, and went to switch off the. I’m hungry to feel your cock fill my mouth again. My tongue strokes up and around your head. It swirls along that ridge as I feel the throbbing against my lips. I plunge down and stifle a moan as your cock fills my mouth. ‘FUCK!’ I was lost. Your legs clamp over my back and your hands run through my hair. My eyes roll back. My hips grind hard, electricity scorching through my core with every stroke. I can finally release the deep, longing moan that I’ve kept repressed since my mouth first. ” She wagged her finger at me. “Don’t say it. No, I did not fuck a long-dead Kraut. I’m pretty perverted, but that’s just sick. Now enough with the lame jokes.” We chuckled and she stood up and looked over and down, “You’re hard after that? Have you ever considered becoming an historian yourself?” “I’m more interested in the present moment right now.” She smiled and said, "More likely the immediate future."I laughed and said, "Yeah, that too, but really, I love listening to you talk about. "This time, I slowly took his hand. It was warm and comforting somehow.He applied pressure to his shake as if he were shaking with a man butnot enough to hurt my smaller hand. "Should I remember you?" I askedhim.He shook his head. "No. I came to Ovid before you did. No one outsideremembers Flip Washington. You wouldn't either. The funny thing is, weactually met. You came into the locker room before a Texas game a fewyears back. You even shook my hand and wished me well." I remember being.