I just feel lost and my emotions just come over me and I panic. A lot of guys tell me that's the way they feel. It doesn't help. I'm still all dick an...d no brain.Looking back now I think I must have been her boy toy. Just the opposite of what was normal. What normal men have a wild sexy woman for, sex and arm candy. She had a life of her own and I let her keep it mostly private, but when she wanted to go somewhere or cuddle and have sex I was her play thing. Her teddy bear with a working dick.. "Frankie and Mandy" I said and four more eyes appeared over the cover,"Your panties are downstairs" Ok but I can't go Donna, I'm going away tomorrow with mum and dad" Ok Mandy, but what you can do is to get up and get dressed, I'd like a word with my son and his girlfriend, that girlfriend" I pointed at Frankie just in case she was confused.We went back downstairs then closely followed by Mandy and I gave myself the pleasure of watching her pull the tiny thong up over her sweet little. "The bathroom here is empty. You coming?" Parking now"Very nervous, I walked into the store. It was pretty large but only one level. I began wondering around looking for the men's room. I passed by rows and rows of racks, attempting to look like I was shopping but really just scanning the walls for the restroom signs.I finally found it, with my heart pounding, I paused before entering.I pushed the door open and walked past a guy at the urinal. He was obviously startled, I quickly glanced at. Even through the static, she can hear the fear in her husband’s words. “Rebecca dear, I really didn’t want to do this over the….” The message cuts off for a second as the loud static sounds ring around the kitchen. The rest of the message is just a series of broken words played over the backdrop of static. She manages to pick up a few words. With every new word the fear consumes her heart. “…Massive Floods…..Overnight Flight….Assam…..Must help…” With that the line went dead. The mug of.