"I'm sure they do, though, they'd have to. Get on the Internet and look it up, OK? No, don't, I don't think I really want to know."Never ask a questio...n to which you don't want to hear the answer. I'd known that one for a long time."Well, sweetie, what do you want then?" I asked reasonably."Shit. I want to know what's going on with me, with my body that is. I want to know when I'll get back together, me and my body, or if I ever will. Damn this witness protection thing anyhow. I don't even know. . just like old times .. ok .. later.* Groaning softly ok i can do this, driving a car and playing guard while she escort a client around, nothing to it, sides a hundred bucks is worth it for a few hours of doing nothing. Walking to the closet pulls out comfy pants, a slinky black T, and boots, chuckles cause no one thinks to pay close attention to a little girl like her, grinning slides her knife into her boot, patting the pants leg down, brushing her hair back and tying it with a ponytail. Her church home was a small, relatively nondescript white building with stained-glass windows on either side of the entrance, and a wooden cross above the doorway. I briefly glanced at the small church cemetery behind me, and as I turned back, I caught sight of the building’s cornerstone, which informed me that the church was built in 1860.I had thought a church like this only existed in “Little House on the Prairie” reruns. Except for the concrete wheelchair ramp running along the side of the. This was certainly going to be a night that I would not forget the fact that i had always imagined a three some with Ted and Marcus . Rhonda and Marcus joined us and Ted asked for the server to come and take our order Denise was our server she was stunning to say the least a blonde with a page boy hair do .Denise took a liking to me as she took my order her free hand was on my thigh going up under my skirt working it's way up to my now hardening clit . Denise soon found out my secret as her.