I opened the door, A nice young man asked what I would like for breakfast. I told him no thanks, I would go down to the restaurant, he nodded and left.... It hit me then! There is no kitchen. I can’t cook a meal. I can’t do laundry, there is no washing machine. There is no ironing board, no refrigerator, no stove. There are no cupboards, no dishes. I began to panic. I grabbed the phone and called Jon. I told him! ‘There is nothing here, I can’t DO anything.’ He told me to calm down, he would be. We are the told to lift up our junk and then to turn around squat and cough 3 times. We are the brought to the clothing hand out where they hand me 3 pairs of socks and underwear, two white t-shirts, 2 pairs of pants , 1 shirt with a pocket, a shirt with no pocket, and a bag of toiletries. We then wait till our name is called, I step foward when I hear mine, the officer who felt me up brings me to get my photo taken and for them to give me a wristband with my face on it, as well as all the. His mother nodded, looked around the room for anything that would have to go back to the kitchen. Satisfied there was nothing, she gave her son a quick peck on the cheek and headed back downstairs. There was a glass of wine there that had her name on it, and, she had to get dinner started soon. As he turned towards the snack tray his eyes were drawn to an unfamiliar car pulling into the driveway of his neighbors driveway. He moved to the window and watched as his neighbors daughter. Let's get your boxers and my shorts off, shall we?" I pulled his shorts off, then mine and rolled over on him kissing his mouth and rubbing my pussy all over his middle. "It's fun making you hard, I love to feel you between us, all excited. Are you happy, Philip? Am I making you happy?" "This is just so wonderful. I never thought my ad would get me anyone so nice and, oh, so beautiful as you are. And, so sexy." "I'm glad you put that ad out there, Philip, and that you're here," I said as I.