I'm old enough to know what I like and young enough to enjoy it. I hold the belief that age is a matter of mind, if you don't mind, it doesn't matter...." Now it's your turn, are you "Attached," as the Lit profilers so quaintly put it? And, most importantly of all, what are your hopes, dreams, and ambitions regarding your writing?" To answer your question regarding my current status, I have a nice life with no entanglements. No, I'm not attached." There, I opened the proverbial door, would he walk. Once they entered thebathroom, Valerie turned on the lights and instructed Drew to remove herclothing. Valerie had admitted to Audrey that she truly enjoyed helpingto mold sissies. She couldn't explain it, but training these sissiesdampened her panties and today would be even more exciting with thechanges in the milking process."Hurry now sweetie." And so once again, Drew acquiesced and beganremoving her things. Valerie watched intently and offered commentary andinstruction.Sweetie, pretend I'm. I was sitting on his hand whiled he fingered me, I threw back my head and moaned a lil bit louder than before. He then stopped, drew his hand away and sat up. I whimpered quietly. He brought his soaking wet hand up to my mouth and I could smell my erotic juices. He made me lick myself off of him, which I was more than eager to do. I loved tasting myself on him. He slid his damp fingers into my mouth as I gently sucked on them, getting every bit off. He motioned me to get on my hands and knees. Alarm bells were shrilling and the audio pickups amplified her angry screams.My fist slammed down on a red-lit toggle. Sleep gas! Lora's movements slowed, then stopped. There was a dark figure at her side, still thrashing about, but then all movement ceased and there was stillness."Yeah, we had a trick or two up our sleeves, that we did." Joe chuckled. "Thought he could just disengage from her and vanish, like he did all those other times. Well, it seems that the perp's own flesh did him in.