You reach again in the drawer and pull out a white thong and bra and stockings and you bring them over to me.You drop them on the floor and tell me, -...put this on fag- without getting up from the floor i hurry and slip the thing and bra on and the stockings, Im back on my knees in front of you, I grad a hold of your ass and start kissing your tummy, my hands grabbing up and grabbing your tits and you lean over and give me a sweet, passionate kiss then you walk over to the corner, you grab a. .. I bet he has a dirt bike and a pickup truck. Then I hear Tango is going to become your brother and marry Bente, who is NOT your sister but is related to Irene and a bunch of Nazis. Man, where does THAT come from? Now, I had a friend named Bente, she was the type of model who was photographed without clothing, and her heritage was Northern Europe, a place called Konigsberg which had 7 bridges when they left. That’s not Spanish, nowhere close. What am I to believe?”“I think I know your Bente. I still felt flush and nauseous. "What did you do to me?"She knelt down and put her hand on my forehead. "Darcie and Francesca called another vote to castrate you a little while ago." Oh, God! No! My cock! Please! They didn't cut off my cock! No!"She rubbed my forehead. "It hurts, doesn't it?" she asked.I started to cry. Tears flooded out of my eyes and down my face. "More than anything I ever felt! Oh, why? Why?" I don't think they should have done it, but, Jeremy, you have to understand. Then the full impact of their words hit. “Wait. Wait! What do you mean ‘in our plans’? This isn’t funny anymore.” Then, in near desperation, “Look, I’m in the public eye all the time. True, there haven’t been any repercussions about a second wife for me, especially after the changes in legislation that have occurred over the last few years, but I can’t...”He was still arguing when Margaret slid off his lap and Tina pulled his zipper down, but his thoughts lost focus when her warm mouth slipped.