"You got your sniff and that’s it".The fucking little prick teaser I thought.“OK, OK.” I said. “We'll stop then, its ok. Would you like some m...ore wine Nicky”?She gulped down the last in her glass and then presented me her glass to refill, so I did.Little fucking tease I thought. Just wait.I hurried her to finish that glass as well, she had now drunk just over half the bottle and I refilled her glass again. She was getting drunk very quickly which was now my intention. Within ten minutes she,. After a minute or so she started trying to talk.“You’re right baby, I’m always horny as hell, and every time I see you, I just want you inside me ” she said very quietly through heavy breaths. I took my chance and lifted her shirt off and laid her down on her stomach. I spread her legs and started to line up the head of my shaft with her lips. I started to push in just at the entrance and even with her extreme wetness it took a few pushes to get my head in. She was so fucking tight. She. I told her that I'd be there in front of the auditorium before seven on Friday. She told me not to bother with getting her a corsage because her mother was getting her one already. I hadn't planned on getting her one, but I just nodded that I understood her. The more I thought about the dance, and about Harriet, the less I was looking forward to it. It was too late to make any drastic changes now though. I didn't want to rock the boat at home now. My parents needed a few quiet weeks to try to. “News,” Bridgewater growled.“Yes?”“Utah’s on Corsica. Seems he got in not long after we arrived. He’s looking for your wife.”“And you know this how?” Gene asked.“I have ways.”Gene scowled, “You don’t much care to reveal your ways, do you?”“Don’t see the point. Regardless,” Bridgewater said as he brought the binoculars back to his eyes, “it means we’ve got a new complication.”“I thought Utah was a known issue...”“True, but there’s something else.” Bridgewater turned and looked at Gene with a.