I want your family to have a Christmas to remember. I'm not rich but I can spare enough to try to help one family out this year and I chose yours."Car...men had glassy eyes. "Are you serious? I was so worried for my kids this year. You see my husband was..." I know, Carmen, he was killed. Please let me help you help the kids. If you feel I'm interfering in your life, just tell me and I'll pull back." Why are you doing this? Don't you have family you can help out instead of a stranger?" Listen, my. Me: Mystical? It’s not about the place, it’s about the ritual. It can be done anywhere but this is where we do it.Girl: Of course, you’re right!Me: Are you really sure about this?Girl: Yes! I’m just shy and nervous!Me: Hmmm.Girl: I’ll do anything you say, please let me do this.Me: I don’t know.Girl: I’m willing to. You know. Take it in my mouth. And I cleaned myself for anal sex. I’ll do them all! Just give me a chance, please!Me: Hmmm. Fine. I’ll give you the chance to prove how much you want. Given the lack of local freaks to fuck, I placed an ad on a kink website. The ad read: “ Rough Fuck wanted, I don't want to know your name or where you work or any of that bullshit. I just need you to show up and get fucked. I will tell you what to do and you will do it or leave. That simple, no cuddles or hugging, Just raw fucking.” I really didn't expect any responses, but that ad was the beginning to a very sexually active time in life.WaitpersonIt was the Next day when I got home from. They traded a look of excitement. Amanda took both out and set them on the counter, and then got the bottle of wine and poured two glasses. Both gurls drank, leaving lipstick stains on the glass. They gave the cups a final glance and then returned to the living room.They spent the next hour getting caught up. It had been three months since they saw each other last. Amanda related the tales of work-related travel and Suzette, of her boring, conservative job at the bank. Amanda always thought.