“How soon until we see any money?” Dexter asked.“This one will take more than a year. They are going to try to wear us down,” Mark answered.�...�That’s what I figured,” Dexter said.Dexter stood there in the lobby of the office looking around. Mark could see that the man was kind of at loose ends. From his past conversations with Dexter, he knew that the man didn’t have any real friends. He figured Dexter had come to the office just to kill some time in conversation.Mark said, “Come on back to my. " Annette." Annette? Great name, really pretty, bit exotic. It is good to see you,Rob's going to buy us a drink and then you can tell me how much youlike Manchester. Oy, bellend! More drinks here. Come and say hello toAnnette?"Rob dwarfed me, almost as broad as Jules but much lighter on his feet,with cropped ginger hair and rosy cheeks. He shook my hand and Rochellepushed me onto that circling seat."Alright, Hobbit," he said in his big voice, "Still dressing like agirl then?"Which rocked me. Oh, well, I remembered, he just doesn'tlike organized team sports. But he does love 'personal' sports like hikingand skiing. So there must be more than one kind of 'normal guy.'Mark's mom then led us downstairs, through the big rec room where we'd heldour Fiddler closing night's party (which brought back some wonderfulmemories), and down a short hallway to a large storage room. It was finishedand carpeted much like the rest of the basement, brightly lit, and there wasplenty of room to try stuff. How many nights had Alice rubbed her wet little cunt to a climax while watching her sexy neighbor rub and fuck her own cunt? Pam was wearing a short skirt and her long legs excited Alice, as did her boobs with the way they strained against her tight top. .Pam knew why this hot little bitch was in her house, and from the look in Alice’s eyes, she did too. Pam smiled down on the lovely little girl and ran her middle finger into the slit in the crotch of Alice’s pants, feeling the dampness of her.