" Kris answered. "Can I open it up while you're gone? All I want to do is give you the entrance back. If it seems dry, I'll leave the exploration to y...ou. I've seen too many mummy and slasher movies to do more than that. I do not want to be Kraken food." Go ahead. But do not unleash the Zombie Apocalypse. That would not look so good on your record. Leave the alley wall alone. With my luck, you'll find more teenagers." Pete sighed. "That reminds me. I need to talk to Ari. You have permission to. I move the cloth all over your face dabbing gently moving down to your neck and over your chest letting the droplets of water drip onto your skin. It's enough to make me want to lick them off you, to taste you, but I hold back. I move down your chest to your stomach getting closer to your now throbbing cock. I work around and slowly move down your leg. You groan as a tiny water droplet hits the head of your cock and your hips buck up. “Please!” You beg. “Uh uh! Be patient sir, I’m almost. Excellente! And for the young lady?”“Same,” Heather said.Caledon ordered a wine bottle as well, hoping the waiter wouldn’t ask Heather for ID.“Very good, signore,” the waiter said and scurried off.“So, am I your side chick?” Heather asked.“’Goomer’? Bet he talks like that just for the tourists,” Cal said, looking around the diner.“Daddy,” she insisted.He rolled his eyes and sighed and cursed. “Baby…I don’t know.”“I want to know.”“You’ve got a boyfriend, don’t you?”She rolled her eyes.. She had a glow, a radiant and warm one more powerful than the sun. We found a spot near where we had met, a local place and had her order as my Filipino was bad. In turned out she ordered one of the most delicious dinners I had ever had, and the food, the glass of Australian wine, and the moment of the company was a powerful aphrodesiac. I had wanted more. Much more. The way she looked with her beautiful Spanish eyes, her silken black hair, those pouting lips, and skin smooth as cloth woven on.