Two weeks later, here it was."Just open it," Susan said at last.I opened the package to find a hand written note and what looked like two Bluetooth ea...r pieces. Not really what we expected.She was expecting a porn dvd. I really thought it would some kinky sex toy. She picked up the note and read."Put the ear piece on and start fooling around," Susan said. "I get it, this is going to be some stupid phone sex gag. We start fucking and hit the button, then there is some woman on the other end. Hey, joining me in here ? I got it all nice and bubbly uncle Mike said as he saw me going through the sliding door, Yeah its cold out today ! I wanna get toasty I giggled and got into the jacuzzi, splashing him a little while he laughed with me. So, how is my little angel? He asked me as I got acquainted next to him. Well, I started. I have been so bored here, nothing much to do really. Oh ! and I also got into playing the flute. he shook his head, listening to me and said Flute is hard, you. Credit we will use credit then. I laughed and said that my credit was all used up and that I did not think RJ had any credit on my planet. RJ said that my credit was very good now and we needed to hurry. I did not want to know what she meant by my credit was very good. I just felt like I was going to jail.John Wyman was a friend who worked at the 'Shooting Shack' funny name but everyone came here for quality and price. I told John that I needed as many 9MMs as he could sell me and to give me. He never understood that I really loved to give him blowjobs, so he brought me stuff. Pretty soon he ran off with a young girl that he claims was 18 and, because the cops haven't dragged him off, she must've been. Apparently he liked her because she'd give him blowjobs without needing him to buy her all of that stuff.You know, I didn't even cry when he left. I've never cried about it or even really felt bad. My only act of rebellion was to gather all 17 pairs of thongs that Asshole insisted.