Solo Girl Vibes Orgasms
Bang went the front door! Claire, arriving dead tired from her walk up
the neighborhood’s San Fransisco hill, after a week of super hard project
work at computing services Univ. of California at San Fransisco. “Boy, do
I need a drink and a load off,” Claire thought, as she kicked off her work
shoes, Naturalizer comfort walkers and slipped into her Dr. Scholl’s wooden
exercise sandals…”Ahh, that’s already sooo much better.. what would I like
to drink now? What’s in here?”, looking into the liquor cabinet. “Aha! Dry
Vermouth; I’ll add Tanqueray and ice and stir the hell out of it for a smooth
martini plus!!” She took down her glass, mixing metal canister, filling it
with chipped ice, poured out a generous three ounces of Tanqueray gin, a mere
two drops of vermouth (she hates macho guys who just pass the vermouth bottle
near the top of the glass.. for adding fumes. Claire really loves the flavor
of the dry vermouth and its slippery slight oiliness adding piquancy and tex-
ture her more classic-style martini. Claire’s ice was practically 100% gin, so
she poured her ingredients right into the cannister to mix with the ice, then
agitated the whole mixture like crazy, for a full two minutes. Her glass had
been tucked in the freezer for this little time and now was taken out with a
light frost fogging its rim.. Ahhh… what a drink this will be! Slowly pouring
out her martini through a metal strainer keeping all ice pieces in the canister
, Claire sighed in anticipation as her drink became reality. With a few pieces
of gouda cheese sliced and set on Table Water crackers, Claire repaired to her
boudoir, the neatest part of her bachelorette apartment. Read the rest of this entry »
