I try to stammer that I hadn’t meant my throat clearing for this, but my throat locks up as she begins to move her hips, and I immediately begin to get hard. If you don’t give it to me, I will go find someone who will. “Go on!” Dixie announced. Opening my eyes, wondering who might be at the door, I realized that the pounding was coming from within my own skull, and I groan. Even though I can’t see her eyes at this distance, I know that they are a striking shade of green. Anger rises at her attitude, and I say, “Okay, you will give me a ride when you get off, or else.”
A smile splits her face as she responds, “Or else what, dear brother? She took a couple steps towards me, and the music stopped, seeming to break the spell we were under.
