Can't wait until I canactually dance in them on stage!" I emailed the photo to both of your grandmothers," mum says. "Obviously,they can't wait to see... you dance either! I take it Phil also, um, 'liked'the photo?" Yeah," I giggle. "Mum, I know you disapprove of me having a boyfriend,but you know I like Phil..." It's not 'having a boyfriend' I disapprove of," mum retorts. "It's how'serious' you're getting. You're thirteen, you should be holding hands,kissing only very, very occasionally... Last. Mike speeded up dramatically, pinching at Susan’s nipples as he winced and grunted, “Yes Mike, come on quick! Cum inside me, I need this! I need it!” she begged, pulling him closer to him as he released his hot steamy cum inside her, the doorbell ringing again, as Susan continued to pull him in and out of her, “Susan!?” shouted Gabby through the door, barely audible. Susan pulled down her legs and dropped to the floor, “Shit… forget it, you need to get out of here!” she told him, slipping her. “Well,” began Sarah, “promise this is for your ears only. For now at least.”“Okay, I promise. What are you up to with Bill?”“I have him belted!”Linda looked with incomprehension at Sarah.“Belted? What do you mean?”“I mean,” answered Sarah, “that I have him wearing a chastity belt.”“No! You’re k**ding!”“Nope. I’m dead serious.”“I don’t believe it,” said Linda, although she actually did believe it.“Believe it. He’s had it on this time for two weeks. He’s going crazy.”“I can believe it! That’s. It seemed the fact that the son — he was a doctor — was working with a medical team in the poorest regions of Central Africa at the time didn't count for a whole helluva lot, but who am I to judge.I finished off my coffee and turned to Brendan — his name was Brendan Parker — as I stood up. "It's time to go Brendan," I indicated the clock on the wall to my left, "I have an appointment."He smiled. "Who's the lucky man this time?" He's that painter from yesterday that I told you about, the man.