A KITCHEN STORY (August 16, 2000)

I bought a bottle of champagne to celebrate my reunion with Lesley. While I was opening it last night, she was sucking my dick. We were in the kitchen. I was standing by the sink and she was crouching in front of me. When the cork popped, Lesley jumped. She could have bitten me, but she did not. Like children, we giggled at the prospect.