“Hi, Mrs. H.” Jack said. “We were in the neighborhood and thought we’d say hello.” As I turned to enter the house he slid his hand up under ...my dress. “Hey, no panties. Just the way I like to see you.”I jumped away. “Are you guys here to see Lisa? Can I get something for you?”Dave groaned. “Come on, Mrs. Hopkins. We’re here for some pussy.” When I hesitated, he added, “Remember what Mrs. Winters said? You need to do your part to keep us disease free. Well, Jack and I were tempted by two sluts. I see, Jim sits down, and leads Lisa over her lap. OH daddy please, I been spanked enough, SWAT SLAP SMACK SWAT SLAP SMACK Lisa you know the rules I am the one whom decides if you are spanked or not, and if you get into trouble at school, you pay at home as well SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, SLAP , Lisa squirm, Ouch, Ouch , daddy please now tears begin to really form as Jim hand rains down over and over, Smack, Smack, Smack, smack, sap slap, slap, slap, slap, his stride not breaking , Jim other arm has a. I sat on my ass and finished smoking, realizing that I had given in to the homeless man because I had truly wanted it. I was a sex addicted slut who loved every aspect of sex, regardless of who or what I was fucking or sucking. I pulled down my dress before I finally made my way to the main street and then my night really got out of hand.Velvet:Twelve weeks had passed by so quickly and we finally returned to LA to end our tour where we began. I had been d**g free for some time and I had given. Those were the days before the Unified Law Enforcement Act was passed. The stories were hilarious, Wes agreed.The cowboy image was more on Wes' side, but there were a few reckless moments in Eddie's career as well.Wes: So tell me, how and why did you get hold of so many antique weapons?Eddie: It was part of the Unformed Law Enforcement Act that a weapon manufactured more than a hundred years ago could be bought and sold without license or tracing number engraved on them as long as they aren't.