”“And if they find a bomb?”“You could have planted it. You could be trying to discredit me. That sounds like an Ellis plan, actually.”Chris ...sighed. “All right. I wish you the best. Goodbye.” She got up, obviously ready to go – by some means or other.“Wait a minute!” exclaimed the Senator. “We’ve haven’t used all five minutes yet ... What can I call you?”“You can call me Armis.”“Armis? Is that some sort of Latin name? Sounds like a derivitave of a Latin word.”“It’s an old name,” said. .. yes!We got hot and heavy on the floor and her friends eventually scattered back to their tables. When she turned to me I planted a tonguey kiss on her and she returned it. She then looked into my eyes and pulled me off the floor to her table. Her girlfriends and their boyfriends were leaving (was it me?) but there was another guy there, beefy and somewhat Italian looking, and she draped herself on his shoulder. Uh, what the fuck?She motioned for me to sit next to her, and the guy was on her. Main monika ke ghar pahooncha to meri sex bomb pehele se hi khadi thi mere intajjar main , hum andar ghuse aur ussne mere hont se hont laga diye aur choosne lagi pagalon ki tarah aaj woh jayad hi sexy lag rahi thi pink transperant nighty main andar usnne naam matra ki bikni peni thi nangi dikh rahi thi woh , usski chaddi usski choot ki faakon ke beech main fassi hui thi aur boobs ke nipple hi mushkil se dhake hue the ,Main toh pehle se hi garam tha maine usski nighty ko kandhe se neeche kiya. Still locked in a blissful embrace, I rocked her gently. We laid there just a few minutes until Lois stirred. She was dizzy, smiled and wondered what happened. I didn't answer just so she'd slowly recall her blissful fall into unconsciousness. Her unfocused eyes stared up at me. She realized where she was and remembered feeling light, high and exquisite (her words). She asked what happened. "You let loose a loud screeching orgasm and passed out." No I didn't! I don't do that." OK, Thomasina,.