." a pig maybe.I used to hate that nickname but it fit this man nicely.He had a disappointed tone in his voice. "So . . . what did you come here for?"... I was a man not a "chick." "First off I am surprised you didn't offer me a drink." I didn't think I to seeing how I don't yet know what you are here for, why should I? Are we going to make some kind of deal? What is it?"I kept eyeing the brandy on the wooden shelf behind him. I was never a tough drinker but I did have a plan. A plan that would. Well the first two tries didn't go anywhere I kept releasing the line too soon and it shot up straight into the air good thing I was alone or it would have been embarrassing but three times a charm and I got it out there pretty far it wasn't out there long when I felt a tug on the line then it started to streak out into the ocean I panicked and froze I didn't expect to catch anything so soon beginners luck I guess and I didn't notice the wave coming or the person who came up behind me the wave. Mary was pulling and twisting her own nipples such that they looked angry with the treatment. Her face showed that her mind was in control and not her nipples because her face showed sheer bliss.Since Mary got to help with me, I did the same for Mary when I moved behind Patty and split her in two with my fat cock. Patty’s hand was rapidly rubbing her clit and she soon completed her first task before focusing on Mary and getting Mary off. I noticed the door open and Anna poke her head in. Why. "I told you everything when you visited the school," James protested."I just want it in your words without the boss looking on. I'll tape it and have it typed up later." She turned on her recorder and placed the microphone in front of James. He recited his story; it was simple enough and didn't take long. It was identical to the original. When he finished Miss Martin turned off the recorder and took the microphone away."Off the record," she asked, "why did you decide to help her? Any other.