" He groans."I'll go make you one in a minute." She offers."Too late for that now." The young stud replies."Sorry..." My Mistress sighs, looking down ...at her leather knee-high boots."You will be." He muttered."Anyway, that's not why I'm here," He reveals, "I need you to take a look at something, I can't check it myself." Ok, what?" She quizzes."Well, I think I have a mole right by my bumhole, I can't see it myself though so could you look?" He explains brashly."Excuse me?" She utters a little in. The wind whipped her hair as she brushed it back to see how to put the key in the lock of the car door and soon she found herself inside, brushing it from her face, as she looked at herself once more in the rearview mirror. It didn't matter, she would fix herself up once she got to the bar, and she started the car and backed out of the driveway and headed to the bar. The wind had sent many leaves and small branches into the roadway and she took care not to run over anything that would flatten. Vinet hade troligen gjort att hon sov extra tungt.Det var ganska mörkt i rummet och jag vågade inte tända lampan. Så därför smög jag iväg och hämtade en ficklampa.Väl tillbaka vid sängen kröp jag upp och la mig på mage på pappas sida av sängen. Jag lyfte på täcket och lät ficklampans ljusstråle landa på Louise trosor. De vita spetstrosorna var lite genomskinnliga och jag kunde ana en mörk hårbuske innanför.Jag kröp ner tillbaka till fotändan och lyfte på täcket. Med ficklampan i högsta hugg. "I'm glad I'm out and don't have to deal with it either now but it wasn'teasy for me though." I remember how hard it was for you to tell me. You just knew ourfriendship would be over..." You're right there but I had to do it," I said."Let me give you a small word of advice here with Corey. Stop telling himnot to spend money on you for Christmas..." Why? I know he doesn't have much." Matt, he wants to do it. You're taking all the joy out of giving when youtell him not to give you much or nothing.