..10... I reached the top of the stairs in a daze. I could feel the juices swelling up inside me and I knew that I needed some sweet release. I pulled... out my card and swiped my door. It opened with a soft groan to reveal a table, with a vase of roses and a bottle of vintage wine - my angel stepped out of the shadows. "hows did y-" "Shh..." He whispered. That was when he kissed me. * Her lips tasted like blueberries and fresh mint. They were as soft and white, fleshly made, Indian silk. How long. Funny how his "favor"seemed far less clever when I was on the receiving end of it.What's next, Steve? Rohypnol?"Fuck off, asshole."Steve now looked genuinely pissed. "Holy crap, what crawled up your twatand died? I was just trying to be friendly."Mike immediately intervened, "Shut up, Steve. You can't talk to my datelike that."My Tasha self felt a wave of gratitude for Mike's ready defense, but myRyan self immediately picked up how Mike had perceived the tirade asdisrespect for him--not. It was holiday for me because one of the directors of our school died. I was at home watching TV. My sister went to friend’s house for studies as she was in 12th. Then my Mom came and sat near me. Being desperate for sex I started caressing her body. She wasn’t cooperating or objecting. My little boy was in 90° in a minute. Then suddenly our servant called from outside. Mom went out without a word leaving me horny. Then she came and said that Lissy aunty was asking for my help with cleaning. "Nice piece," Jesus remarked as he came up behind Travis."Thanks. I build these days to keep my mind busy. I don't feel the pain as much when I'm occupied with something else."Travis continued to chisel the wood with a rhythmic tap-tap of his hammer. "Have you heard anything about Anya?" he casually asked."I'm strictly of this world. I'm not privy to what happens over there in her realm," Jesus explained."Then why are you here?" Travis asked devoid of any enthusiasm."I thought you might need a.