Some I agreed with, like a bunch of bookshelves (I have a lot of books), and some I wasn’t thrilled with, like painting the various rooms (I detest ...painting and wallpapering.) By the time the pizza arrived I wondered if I was going to need a second notepad.While we ate, I quizzed Marilyn. “Where do you want to go on vacation?”“Vacation? What vacation?”“I’m sure I told you that after we moved, we’d take some time off. Well, we moved. Let’s take a vacation.”“I thought you were just joking.”“I. I took care of my morning business, checked my sugar and took my medication. I then asked if Joy would like to share some of the bird that I had left."My people don't eat much meat, but I will share with you. I have prepared some food that you might like also," Joy invited.Joy had fixed some food that was like cream of wheat or grits. It tasted fine and we had a pleasant breakfast.We walked outside and talked about small things around the farm. They had hand-dug a well. It was accessed with a. She wanted to pull her coverlet over herself, but she was incapable of moving her hands. Her mind suddenly focused on a series of strange images. She saw a shadowy figure running up behind her, knocking her to the ground. Roughly gagged, blindfolded and her hands bound, she was thrown into the back of vehicle. She struggled using her legs and feet in an attempt to get free, before they were tied as well. Her nostrils detected a pungent odor as a cloth was held across her mouth and nose and the. ‘Nadine how does your sweet young pussy feel?’ Nadine’s hips began to turn to and fro again and her lips pressed together. ‘Down on your knees sweet Nadine,’ Nadine kneeled down in front of John her face level with John’s cock which was still erect from the constant attention of Vanessa. ‘John you have given yourself to Nadine. Her sweet young pussy,’ the words again had Nadine whimpering,’ wraps around your cock and you are lost in it. So Nadine must pay a price to have that.’ ‘What do you.