“Ah cripes, just a minute!” she called out. She went into the hallway of her apartment and checked the mirror for a hot minute to check if she was... decent. straight shoulder length black hair framing her cute asian face? check. Black midriff-exposing longsleeve over her 34B chest? check. Cute blue skinny jeans over her thin frame? check. Decent black flat heeled shoes? check. Okay, she’s ready for being social.Mio walked over to the door with a satisfied smirk, which quickly drooped when she. Anissa was just about going nuts, and it was all we could do to keep her from driving us nuts, too."Susan knew exactly what her father meant. While Anissa Hodges was a sports fan and a good writer and photographer, she wasn't exactly up to speed with some of the other details about getting pages made up for something like a major special section. Since the fall sports section was one of the three biggest the Record-Herald ran each year, it meant others had to fill in for her. No junior reporter. "I already gave you three," she reminded him."Just one more." OK, but I pick the game and I'll tell you what the double will be beforewe start. This will be the last double or nothing no matter how it turnsout." OK, it'll be a simple toss of the coin. You pick and I throw it in theair. If you win everything goes back to the way it was." ...and if you win?" Well then, I don't want anything else from you. I already haveeverything. I can't think of anything else. But for my eight. ‘This can’t be happening!’ he thought. ‘I must be hallucinating!’ ‘My, my,’ the woman whispered, running her fingers lightly up and down Rod’s cock, which now protruded obscenely from his pants. ‘You have quite a nightstick here, officer!’ ‘Ah…’ Rod gasped, trying to respond, trying to get his thoughts together. ‘Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!’ he moaned when warmth and wetness engulfed him. He looked down and saw his cock disappearing between the blonde’s swollen red lips. The woman began moving her head.