I went to our car and sat to wait. After a half hour my cell rang. I answered and my wife said in a very sexy voice do you want to come pick me up? I ...got the motel name from her and went get her. She met me at the front entrance. I opened her door and checked out her legs as she sat and crossed them. As we drove I asked if she had a nice time? She said yes that he was a very skilled lover. I had to ask about the size of his cock. She said it was a nice size. I asked it was larger than mine? She. I figured, don't call me, I'll call you.It wasn't even an hour and I got a phone call from a girl that said she was a friend of Miranda's sister. She overheard the call with Miranda I had and got Miranda to give her my number. She had an idea but didn't know if I would do it. This wasn't really going to be a party and they couldn't pay me. They also wouldn't have any alcohol, they are below the legal drinking age of 21.Pretty much, it was going to be some of her friends at her house, her. Brock and Jonathon were a little apprehensive about their visit. If their business plan backfired because the clients weren’t tech-savvy or Danny didn’t see any value in any of it, then it would be their ass today.“Don’t worry, Master,” Melanie assured her son that Danny secretly liked him.“How do you know that?” Brock asked.“Do you see Mister Billy, Damien, or Elbert coming around as often? If he didn’t like you, he’d have gotten rid of you, Sir,” she assured him.“That’s scary,” Brock. Still slim her belly was only a little rounded, her breasts still small, her back straight, her legs long and lean. ‘I’m leaving you…….’ Opening the drawer she removed the small bottle of pills. The small brown bottle half full. The small white pills nestling inside offering blessed peace from the pounding in her head. Pills that she had been taking for so long, small white relief from the mundane numbness that her life had become. Placing the now empty small brown bottle on the polished.