It would be better if no one knew I was here anyway. We've got some serious talking to do before the night is over; this shit has officially just gott...en deep." I understand," I said."I don't think you do, but we'll add that to the list of things we need to discuss later. We're here, is that guy leaning on the horn part of this?" Yeah, his name's Dean. He and his partner brought me. I'll tell you about that later. I need to talk to Britney."I closed the phone and turned to face my friend. She. “Kiss me please, Lucian,” she whispered. “I missed you.”A wave of alcoholic fumes hit him. He shook his head and tore himself free. Walking back, he kept his eyes on her. Was it sadness he saw surfacing on her nondescript drunken face? Her eyes were wide; moisture sparkled.“Please,” she repeated.He turned and ran.Next day Norton’s seemed to simmer under a collective hangover.It was well past ten when Lucian ventured out to the breakfast room, where he only found Harper, Jo and Mu, the Chinese. That's two weeks now. She hasn't said... she didn't..." Right," Gary interrupted. "That's the beauty of it. She gets horny now completely on her own. All it takes is a little scotch, and she's ready to jump into bed with anybody. Soon, I'm going to start changing the type of alcohol. By the end of the year, she'll turn into a slut every time she touches a drop of alcohol. It's all part of the training."Sharon's surprise turned into amusement. "Gary," she chuckled, "that's perfect." She began to. Et là, il me somma de m’agenouiller, ce que je fis sans résistance et portant sa main à sa braguette, il sortit une chose énorme qu’il me présenta : c’était un zob gros comme un boudin ; au repos, il faisait facilement 20cm et une épaisseur à faire tressaillir les grandes stars du porno !Il m’ordonna d’ouvrir la bouche et m’y enfourna le monstre, j’avais la bouche grande ouverte mais je ne pouvais pas le rentrer en entier car il était démesuré. J’avais l’habitude de sucer des bites grosses mais.