Meanwhile, Ashley made it to the front door of our house, andnoticed a van passing by, and spotted me in the rear.Ashley: OJ? GASP OJ!!!!!Ashley ran a...s fast as her legs would carry her, hoping to stop the van,but it drove so fast, she couldn't keep up. Ashley stopped as the vandisappeared over the horizon.Ashley: OJ!!!! (Sobbing)I awoke to find myself in a bathtub, naked, and shaven. I couldn't moveas my arms and legs were tied behind me.Woman: Well, look who's finally awake.OJ: Who are you,. En Français:ce fut un doux rêve, comme si mes pensées étaient devenues réalité et que tout ce qui s'est passé était vrai... enfin, j'aurais aimé.nous étions attiré l'un par l'autre par des photos, des vidéos mais surtout avec des mots, des mots avec lesquels nous jouyions sur cet écran magique qui nous séparait mais qui nous réunissait en même temps. Peu à peu nous nous nous dévoilions l'un à l'autre, et les mots aidant, avec de moins en moins de retenue. notre amitié se transformait peu à peu. She was wearing skimpy black knickers like last night so most of her bum was visible so I could see it was nicely pink. I stroked and caressed it before resuming spanking.“Mmmmmmm!” She sighed with pleasure as I spanked her knickers and exposed skin. After each dozen, I paused to rub and stroke her bottom. The videos had indicated it was a good idea, as did Becky’s squirms and sighs. And I did enjoy it!After the third dozen, she lifted her hips. “You can take my knickers down if you like.”Boy,. " I said grabbing my nametag from the table. "Ryan Porter...really?" she asked. "Yes why?" I asked. "You look different from your yearbook pic from senior year that's all." "It's been 10 years Tammy, people change." I slapped the sticky nametag on my suit jacket and walked in. The gym was decorated like it was a k**s 10th birthday party complete with ballons and streamers luckly they had the bar set up."Vodka rocks very dirty!" I said. "Starting early?" the bartender asked. "I have no idea why.