“Let’s do it then.” She slipped off the sandals and got off the bar stool, giving him a little flash in the process. You just left her stranded?”
Brad took a deep breath. Anal sex “Why don’t you wear sandals?”
“Don’t like them. She was dripping so much that the rubbing had lubed him up. We’re here on a business trip.”
“Well, I sort of figured that, but I just wanted to make sure. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is purely coincidental
“WHERE SHOULD WE go for dinner?”
“I don’t know. “It gets worse. What if she had picked up something nasty? That made him really, really scary. Maybe we should eat in the hotel after all.”
The door opened. Rinse off. “Never with something that big. Mother.” On that note they pulled into the hotel parking lot. “Can I ask you a very personal question?”
“You can ask. Okay, he’d eat them in a refined manner. Brad, something happened at the lake. Not for a while. “Oh, I’m good at a lot of things, honey.
