<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… remove her panties when she stands ... put them inside my open blouse for safekeeping ... her skirt is up and legs spread so edge forward and start to taste her skin on her thighs, close to her honeypot ... her scent is intoxicating ... lick around the outside of her gorgeous labia and then press my tongue in right at the top of her slit ... find her clit and work it over with my  tongue ... and then try to suck it into my mouth ... not to be but she seems to enjoy that ... slide my tongue down her slit and reach as deep as I can into her pungent gash ... try to suck the life out of her ... my face is all covered in her juices ... she shudders and trembles and finally I come up for air ... move back and wipe my face on the napkin I used to dry her skirt ... stand, carefully …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">“One Makers Mark coming right up, thank you Miss!”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… walk carefully toward the bar ... several dykes are watching me ... give them a smile ... they leer back ... they can talk to Miss if they want me ... the bartender is a cute guy! …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">“Hi there. One Maker's Mark, neat. One gin and tonic, heavy on the tonic.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… fish in my purse for cash ... no reason to expose my credit cards here ... turn to look back at Miss …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… she seems to be checking out the dykes too ... the cute bartender delivers the drinks and takes my $20 ... leave the coins and $2 on the bar as a tip ... and carry the drinks back to Miss ... set them down on the table …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">“Your Makers, Miss Nikita. May I kneel next to you?”</span></span>