The door closed behind me with a littleclicking sound, and I stared at the nearly empty shelves lining thecavernous room. There was no way a space as ...big as this could possiblyfit in the spot allotted by the stores on either side. It wascompletely impossible."No," said a voice from somewhere nearby. "Not impossible. Just reallydifficult."I walked further into the store and spotted what looked to be a servicecounter on the far side of the room. A single doorway stood on theemployee side of the. The address was 2907 Mattson Ave. I parked around the corner on Dominion St. and walked down Dominion until I was behind 2907 Mattson. I slipped between two houses until I was in Victor’s weed and trash strewn back yard. I looked through the one grimy window into the garage. The Porsche was not there. I stealthily circled the shack and had a clear view into every room. The house was not occupied. The back door was secured by a flimsy lock that easily yielded to a credit card slipped between the. That was her indication saying drink and get everyone d***k so I can have your dick tonight. This turned me on instantly so I said ok but if you guys want me to drink everyone will have to drink with me no matter what and as much as I want. Everyone started laughing and joking around. We started off with everyone passing a shot of there choice. So by the time it got to me everyone has had 5 shots of straight liquor. So I just passed a beer and said we downing this in one lip. All the girls. " "Not quite yet, dear," the nun replied sternly, "we still have some unfinished business to attend to." "Like what?" Linda asked nervously. "Well, since you did such a wonderful job on me, it's only fair that I return the favor," the sister whispered urgently.Sucking the old crone had been bad enough, but picturing in her mind the old biddy between her own legs made Linda nearly blanch. "Uh, that's okay," she replied quickly, "I've really got to be going!" "I wasn't giving you an option,".