One guy stayed behind to get my ID as first responder. I heard the radio chatter over the sound of the siren as the crew called in the call. The sound... faded in the distance as the guy who took my information headed for the fire-truck for a ride back to his crew. I sighed, coming down from the adrenalin hit. Now I hurt all over. This is why I got out of the business--the toll it takes on your body. It's a young man's game. I picked up the girl's bike and rolled it over to the bench I keep. Hurts the ears but you get used to it,” she explains.“You didn’t seem to be too much affected by it,” he remarks.“I have tested it out more than once,” she answers nonchalantly then says, “Now come one before our attackers have time to recover.”“I agree.” Spencer follows Julie out the hole. The drop to the ground isn’t as bad as Spencer had anticipated it would be. Julie seems to either have good luck or knows where the carport would be from the inside. It was about a ten foot drop and both. I asked My Mistress pantyhose or garters and stockings, because My Mistress has never asked me to put on Garters and Stockings. When my Mistress texted back “Stockings “ My body shivered with a new excitement, you see my Mistress has not worn her cock in a very long time. The thoughts with me wearing stockings brought the hopefulness of maybe I would be able to at least lick it once or twice. Anticipating the night I did as I was told showered, shaved and proceeded to put on my Red garters. .,,,tabhi unhone meri or dekh or jab unhe chair pe bethya fir m bhag k gyaor unke liye pani l k aaya ,,,to vo kafi imprees ho gaiNd puchne lagi aap kha se aayeh nd kiske lade hai nd aal,,Tom mene jab btyaa k m indore se hu nd inka ladka hu to vo pahchan gai,,nd mujhse bhot ache s bat karne lai aisi bato bato m sabhi nach bhi rahe the but mere per dard karne lage kyuki ki me ,pichke aadhe ghante seVo aunty se khade khade hi batkar rha tha,,mene sab pucha,,unke husband bachhe nd all,,unka husband.