Why? XNXX Seeing no wires anywhere, Slater nodded to her and she quickly re-buttoned her blouse. She didn’t think she wanted to swallow it—she knew she had already inadvertently swallowed a big wad of it. In the heat of their passion there had not been time, or the necessity, of removing the dress entirely. He turned and looked at the lady of the house. As they drove to Slater’s party, he told her that the candidates had been whittled down to just two: himself and Jack McShane. Took you awhile. At one point, when their eyes met, Slater tipped his wine glass to her, and she smiled back at him warmly. The bartender behind the counter was staring at her. She had to tell him what he wanted to hear so
