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    Jobs

    “You smelled my perfume?” Bette said smirking.

    “And heard your car and the door when you came in,” Tina said, “you would make a horrible burglar.”

    Bette laughed and said, “yes please.”

    “Yes what?”

    “You asked me if I wanted you to read your story aloud,” Bette said smiling.

    “Oh I was joking,” Tina said blushing.

    “Oh come on T,” Bette said, “you do it all the time. Why is this one different?”

    “Because it’s…” Tina averted her gaze. “Risqué.”

    Bette cocked an eyebrow and said, “now you have to read it aloud.”

    “Bette…”

    Bette pouted and said, “please?”

    Tina sighed and said, “okay fine.”

    Bette smiled and walked to the chair beside Tina. She moved it so she could sit across from her and sat down.

    Tina cleared her throat and started, “She walked in with the grace of a cat but the slithering agility of a snake. Her face was beautiful and angelic, like a female Adonis. Her body was firm and muscular. I saw her from a distance and all I wanted to do was touch her. She was in the other side of the club but she seemed to attract the attention of every lesbian in the bar like the queen bee. What made her pick me out of all those women, I will never know.

    “She walked through them like Moses parting the waters to get to his destination. Then she was standing in front of me smiling that devastatingly beautiful smile and speaking in that low tone, ‘my place or yours.’ Everything went through my mind in a single instant–possibility of a serial killer–but I disregarded it all.

    “I answered her, ‘my place.’

    “And she said, ‘lead the way beautiful.’

    “I never drove so fast in my life and she stayed directly behind me. Then when we were inside I attacked her like a bitch in heat. I was ripping off her clothes and kissing her with ferocity. Our tongues battled like opposing armies. Hers was long and slender and curved almost completely around mine, and mine was short and stubby which came in handy with cunnilingus because it could get hard and thick.

    “It turns out I did have to use that technique later. After we had undressed each other and we were in my bed grinding together and kissing, she pushed my shoulders down so that my head was at her center which was glistening with her juices. I could have salivated by how much I wanted to taste her. So I did. I tasted her for a few second just licking up and down her slit slowly and languidly making sure to swallow every single drop of her essence. Then when I was satisfied I used m technique. I made my tongue hard and thick and pushed it inside of her. God she was so tight and her walls were gripping my tongue in a sucking motion.

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