“I’m glad you’re in a good mood, Mistress,” Troy replied. “Because Helen told me what we’d have to do to get Propappou’s smoking jacket ...back.”Julie turned at that. Troy’s great- grandfather had always worn a red velvet smoking jacket around the house; having been convinced by 1930s and 40s movies that smoking jackets were what successful American businessmen wore when they got home from a long day’s work. It was in that jacket that he’d found his Propappou’s old pocket watch, which he gave to. I began cleaning up when I cam across a coat. It was a woman's coat, I believed it belonged to my neighbor Lisa, I couldn't imagine anyone going out on such a frigid night without a coat, but she was only going next door. As I continued to clean I found a set of car keys. Who's keys are these? Everyone left. I peeked outside and saw one car parked out in the street a few doors down, but I had no clue who it belonged to. After finishing a quick clean up and search of the downstairs I was. ’ Folding her in his arms, Archie pulled back to look at her, his eyes gleaming and smiling. ‘Boyfriend, huh? Is that who I am?’ ‘Well, let’s see.’ Samantha’s hands reached up into Archie’s hair, gently tilting his head down to hers. ***** The thought resounding in Archie’s mind: ‘ohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygod’ ***** The thought resounding in Samantha’s mind: ‘Don’t you dare let me down, Archie.’ ***** Her kiss was tentative, pursed lips pressed against the corner of Archie’s mouth,. "Ever been fucked Beth?" He asks and i merely nod. "Oh you little slut" he moans as he enters me. I buck my ass up moaning. He doesnt wait and takes it out before ramming it back in. He starts banging me hard. "You have no idea how bad i've wanted to fuck you, here in this pool, looking like a sexy vixen. I"ll show you what happens to girls in pool, seducing old men wearing such clothes" his hands reach up and he mauls my tits as he fucks me hard. "Oh yes..oooooo...yes yes yes yes yes...dont.