Ahh well shit happens right?! Anyway I knew I was through the parking lot when I saw Miss Dorothy's house. Its fucking huge. A classic Victorian with ...enormous windows and a wrap around front porch. She remodeled the porch after it fell in. but tonight her lights were out which would have helped light some of my way. I was not paying to much attention tonight I just wanted to go home get mostly naked and sleep. Obviously, I never got to execute those plans. I passed her house just made it to her. What did she honestly think I wasn't going to help him out picking the crib? If she did boy was she wrong.Now here's where its get's weird. When she was about three month along Ann started having problems sleeping because of some very strange dreams. It started only happening at night then after a little while it started happening during the day while she was working as well.She described them to me. She said in them she was still married to Brandon but he was dressed like a early north. Sie bestätigte die Geschichte. Sarah sagte, dass sie deswegen nicht mehr mit mir zusammen sein könnte. Da ich das ganze nicht direkt verkraften bzw verarbeiten konnte bot ich an den beiden auf der Suche nach ein Zuhälter zu helfen. Sie willigten ein, unter der Bedingung, dass ich den fiesesten, brutalsten und ausbeuterischsten Zuhälter für sie finde.Einen Monat später hatte ich nach langer Suche im Internet im Ruhrgebiet einen geeigneten Zuhältet gefunden. Nach meinen Recherchen war dieser echt. He continued to dance and sway to the music gradually getting closer to her until he was within touching distance. Ellen just stared at his cock with a strange look on her face. Peter asked her if she wanted to touch it and that it wouldn't bite and although she shook her head "no" her hand reached out and touched it. Her hand barely encircled the shaft. He asked if she would stroke him at least so he would get a little thrill to and eventually she started to slide her hand up and down his.