”“I see millions of stars, Holmes,” says Watson.“And what do you conclude from that, Watson?”Watson thinks for a moment. “Well,” he says..., “astronomically, it tells me that there are millions of galaxies and potentially billions of planets. Astrologically, I observe that Saturn is in Leo. Horologically, I deduce that the time is approximately a quarter past three. Meteorologically, I suspect that we will have a beautiful day tomorrow. Theologically, I see that God is all-powerful, and we are. So with a box of condoms in a bag I walked to the bar, my cock still throbbing and me ready to cry.I sit at the bar order a beer and start to realize how stupid that was. An hour or so goes by and no sign of the red head. I was hoping she may show up, but she's probably wondering what the hell happened to me. Then a really nice looking MILF type woman sits next to me and starts playing the video poker game. After while she giggles to me and asks if I'm there alone or waiting on someone. I. The ghost of a soldier rapist. It stood in the middle of the road. Glaring at her. It’s shoulders slumped, soaked. A white dirty face with a porcelain like crack around its left eye. The eye completely white. The other black. It stared at her with no life in its face, it’s head slightly tilted.She looked down and grabbing her phone to record it. She pulled up her phone opening video to see it was gone.She sighed and placed the phone on her dash. Camera facing up and left recording.She opened. She said yes she was married but she was continued to be pretty suggestive. It turned out she was not only married but had two kids. We started talking about oral sex… then blowjobs. I told her that I really enjoyed them but most women my age who where good at it where few and far between. She asked me what I meant. I said ‘Well frankly, most of the girls don’t seem to know how to wrap their lips over their teeth and it scratches’. Valerie told me that that comes with experience. Then she.