Whose notorious and famous oil is exported to every continent,And is sought out my almost every woman on this planet.However, here’s something to co...ntemplate on:The fragrance of a woman reigns supreme forever,And I hunger to smell you on only two occasions….night and day.Let us go slow dancing under neon lights and shadows.The sounds of ballads minister to our union.Place your hands on the back of my neck, as IFirmly, yet gently reside my masculine hands on your pretty hips.Let us groove baby. Sitting poolside with Jess, Sol’s mind drifted to the image of them intertwined in sexual throws; Jess gently sucking on Sol’s tits, while using her other hand to massage between her feminine folds. She imagined slowly laying Jess back, spreading her legs, apart, gently grazing her fingers down her sides and inner thighs and tickling her ever so slightly. She saw herself kissing Jess’ dripping wet cunt and diving in to lap up the sweet juices. Sol quickly snapped to when Jess suggested that. Now she was down on my level. And then she had to go and do it. She announced that she and her doofus boyfriend were getting married. Of course they were. That was the only thing Ms. Squeaky-Clean could do. I’m sorry ... MRS. Squeaky-Clean.My aunt “Shelly” was in the same boat as I was. She couldn’t stand Emily’s haughty attitude. Aunt Shelly was a lot more like me. Adventurous. Typically up to no good. Ya’ know? Fun! We decided we were going to try, one last time, to get Emily to have a little. I hid a smile. Imagine if it were Emile eyeballing him.I started to ask Bulldog if the mayor wanted to talk with the creep. But didn’t. Bulldog wouldn’t have allowed it, wouldn’t have let his mayor anywhere near this cretin.Odd.I’d been hyper alert to my surroundings during a brief period when a certain Gunner Gunther was believed to be in KC. Planning to kill me. I’d retained much of that peripheral awareness ever since. And I’d spotted a silhouette of a guy in a cowboy hat. Three different.