So please, for me, OK, don’t wear any?”
“Do I get to use deodorant?” she asked. XXX Author’s note: Every character in or referenced in this story is 16 years old or older. The London was one of your better-than-average hotels downtown, only about a 15-minute drive from where I was currently parked. “I may be a couple of hours as I need to get the boys up and dressed. Kate never stopped drinking. We’re leaving,” I informed her. “He wouldn’t…dare…would he? “What, why not?” she objected. “Kate, is everything OK?”
“Jim, I need you to come home right now. “You are both cheating on each other, right. Believe me. Robert didn’t say anything about that, so go ahead.”
The dinner was going just fine. “What was it? So did I. It just came so quick.”
She didn’t say anything, just kept fucking me for another minute until she fell down onto me and kissed me again.
