.. Creating something new. For me, that's art. I do it with a computer. I don't know one end of a pencil from another, as they say... I've had enough.... I'm out of here."The three of them left the sauna through the outside door and showered in the fresh air. When they were cooled off, they went inside and stretched out on the Big Bed."Your folks are special people." Saul, so are yours, and they're all different. I could do anything I wanted, they backed me up as long as it wasn't clearly illegal,. I have several pairs of panties that I must wear when I'm locked up. My wife made me buy them , they are different pastel colors all bikini style with lace around the leg openings. She said that I'll feel the lace while wearing them under my cloths to remind me of my social standing. I pulled the nylon panties up and arranged my equipment so it stood out proud like she wants it. I waited on her to get ready in the den. It took her almost two hours to get showered and dressed. I heard hills. And, under normal circumstances, he would have been gratified because she was very experienced and uncommonly skillful. But she wasn't a seventeen year old newly devirginated girl with a firm, shapely body. In that respect, Daphne and her still-tight cunt won hands down. Luckily for JJ, Marilyn had tired of her latest conquest and had moved on to another member of the congregation, George Smart, the hugely hung father of her daughter's best friend, Kathy.'Tomorrow. 5 PM' was all the note said. I insisted that she spend the night at my place and tomorrow we will see about the car and getting you home. On the way home Contessa started to cry again. First she told me that her big date for the night was a no-show. Then a deer ran into her car in the middle of no where. And it will not be until tomorrow before she can get home. She was feeling very depressed. While Contessa was telling her problems. I reached over and pulled her to my shoulder to cry on. As I felt each tear fall from her.