" Sara and I go into the spare room and I take a few minutes to write down the morning's activities that just occurred. The last thing I write is th...e following. "After you leave, I want you to finish writing the story and posting it. I don't think I can write about Anna actually riding the spit and being eaten." I hand the manu*********** of the last year to Sara and finish getting Anna's surprise ready.Note: This is Sara and I am writing the rest of the story, as Beth asked. After giving. I told her my son's and their friends, decided to come to the mall too. The boys wasted no time, picking out a few outfits for me, and went straight to the furthest dressing room. It's the same one I used last time, it's kind of hidden by racks of clothes.I took the first 2 outfits in with me, closing the curtains behind me. I made sure they were slightly open, so they could still see a little. I tried them on and came out asking their opinions of the outfits. They found 2 more and I went. .I was too close to cumming and wanted to wait as long as I could. She finished her beer and got another and drank half of it. We chatted for a few minutes, she told me that she didn't know why she agreed to such a stupid thing like shoplifting just to get into a sorority and that they had an asswhipping coming for bailing on her like they had. She asked me about the scope and I told her that I had been doing it for a few years. We talked about my job and how boring it was sometimes, I. You aren't Victor and you don't want to be. Yes I do, in that one way.He rises and walks to the guest bedroom to turn on the computer, where he goes to the files he wants, hidden in a folder within another folder inside a main folder. He plays the orgasm video that shows her flower opening and closing and he caresses his penis through his underwear. He pulls them down and runs his thumb up, down, around the head of his penis, letting it get slippery, petting himself while he watches orgasm.