’ ‘Oh no hon, I’m Marty’s legal whore. You will have to get someone else, if you want a lawyer. But if you do that, you will be giving them 30...% for nothing. I did not tell you that.’ ‘Get it ready for me to sign,’ I suggested. ‘By the way, when do the shops start springing up?’ ‘Oh Marty sold a franchise deal to the custom bicycle shops everywhere. He has a group of builders already working on those things.’ ‘If anyone can make it work, it’s our boy Marty,’ I agreed. ‘Yeah, I think he is going. “Then what the fuck is this, as he began to pull on my hair?“Get your black ass up here and bring the clippers.”Well, as bad as my hair was, I had hoped to avoid my head being shaved. How would I ever explain this? Course, there is a lot more I have no idea how to explain.As she got to the stage, “Marissa, you should know that you are beneath me and when any man tells you something, you are to do it, no questions asked. Isn’t that right?”“Yes Sir.”“Then take off all your fucking clothes, you. And she sends me a bra picture. I reply begging her to show me her tits, while I excitedly stroke my cock, she sends another pic with the bra off, and I see how giant her tits really are. She had huge pink nipples which were so hot to me, and I ask to see more and she sends me teasing photos with her pants still on, I can’t take it anymore I’m so hard and ask her to send me a fully naked full body photo in the mirror. She replies saying she has to go to the bathroom for that, I say that’s fine. ”“We were just practicing for the main event,” Susie laughed and lifted up Mary’s skirt. "Oh yes, stockings. Turn round darling and show David that gorgeous little bum of yours.”It was better than gorgeous, it was fucking stupendous; two half moons cupped by tiny white panties. She looked over her shoulder at me and grinned cheekily.“Do you like it David?”“Yes,” I croaked. "Would you like a drink?”“I’d love one, thank you.”I poured three brandies and handed them out. Mary lifted hers in a.