"Thank's for the ciggie," he said."Any time," she replied and there certainly seemed to be a growing sexual tension in the air, as well as cigarette s...moke."Where's your friend?" asked the handsome youth."She has gone out for the day, I am all on my lonesome," she said stretching and in the process forcing her ample tits towards Tony."I don't suppose you want some company?" he asked as Shirley stubbed out her cigarette."What sort of company?" she asked with her eyes on his crotch which looked. I make sure to scream the loudest when these guys are jumping up and down between my legs, I want their friends to believe there some kind of quiet stud that knows how to please women; I like throwing a bone to the shy onesWhen I go to a party with all brothers, it’s a true fuck fest, they know they have a slut ready to do whatever they want. I wear shit that is so slutty even a hooker would blush. I’m usually bent over a sofa or even laid out on the kitchen table. Black bulls have no hangups. After regaining her composure, the queen thanked her young hero profusely. Then, to his shock, Catherine ordered Thomas to his knees, and she knighted him on the spot. Thomas couldn’t believe it, the queen herself had knighted him. Not only that, but she was still there smiling at him. He couldn’t stand it. This wonderful woman shouldn’t be treated by the king this way. Poor Thomas burst into tears and grabbed the queen’s hand. Before the astonished Catherine could react, Thomas was almost. The sound of the vibrations of my phone on the wooden bench are familiar. A sound I subconsciously wait for. I pick up my phone and a message reads: ‘I’m coming over in 5. Hope thats OK’ It’s from her. But she never comes over. I take one last drag and put the stub out. Pick up my still steaming mug and bring it inside. I sit down back at my computer, open a blank page, and put fingers to keyboard to record my thoughts. My writing is interrupted- *Knock knock knock* then my phone vibrates in my.