Her face was turning red and her entire body was starting to convulse up and down. I took a sip of my tea, licking my own nectar form the rim, and that seemed to push her over the edge. Her body racked back and forth and she convulsed up and down. I had to suppress a titter as she bit on her lip, throwing her head from side to side, trying to not make any noise. When her quiet but intense-seeming orgasm subsided, she looked me straight in the eyes and drained most of her coffee.She stood up, replaced the book into her backpack, straightened out her clothing, and walked her cup to the counter. “Thank you,“ she addressed the manager but stared directly at me. “Your coffee is orgasmic!”I chuckled a bit at that and looked her over. I also finally remembered to draw my knees together. I winked at her and we shared a mutual, unspoken moment.“See you Wednesday, same time,” she said to Steph, still staring right at me.“Sure thing,” she replied back not even looking up from her paperwork.Then. The pet puppy from Kansas was attired in cowboy clothes, complete with head-gear. The ace of spades in the hatband of Toto's gray Stetson reflected back as red. Further up the road, the Golden Way was flanked and almost blocked by a poker-playing Mad Hatter, Tinman, and a mangy hookah smoking lion seated around a tiny card table. The smoldering bud in the bowl was an Almanac, dated next year. Like his mentor, the Cheshire stand-in, from his transparent toes to his translucent thighs, was fading away. Even his upper torso seemed misty, only the smile was was clear and sharp.A huge map of North America, about ten feet wide and five feet tall seemed to float in midair, suspended by thin black wires hanging from the shadowed ceiling. Damn clever, us on one side and the world on the other.To the right of the road, the mural continued along the western wall and merged into a view of ancient Athens as seen from the Parthenon. Three lifelike nude priestesses of differing shades held hands as.
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