As a young woman, my cravings had a hair trigger on them and, more than a few times, the slightest stray thought of flesh or a glimpse of my own naked... body in the mirror would send my straight to the bed to feverishly work out that sudden flame of craving. Since my husband passed away seven years ago, I missed the joy of regular sex but I tried not to think about it, busying myself instead both to forget the pain of his loss and to forget the passion that had left my life.That thought was. Standing up straight and walking nonchalantly I workmy way back out towards the main room scanning for any sign of myfucked-up boss. Juices from my earlier grope session mix with the semi-dried cum down my leg. Thankfully, being out in the open is helping meclear my fogged mind.There, on the expensive-looking, dark, wooden table rests a stack of redand white striped cards. Glancing around to see if anyone is looking, Iwork my way over to the cards. Oh, god this is so exciting. My. فقد انظر لامراه علي انها جميله جدا وغيري يجدها غيري عاديه .كل واحد منا له مقياس للجمال وكل واحد بينظر للمراه نظرات خاصه . منا من يعجبه شخصيتها ومنا من ينظر الي طيظها ومنا من ينظر الي صدرها . الرجال لهم ازواق بالجمال وتقدير بالشهوه وكل منا بينظر للمكان اللي بيحبه بجسم المراه والمراه لها وجهه نظر بالرجل.كنت اسكن بشقه مفروشه ذات مره . وعندما ذهبت هناك لاول مره قال البواب لازم نشوف مدام لبني صاحبه الشقه علشان ندفع لها الايجار ووالتامين وكمان نوقع العقد الوقتي . المهم ربيع وهو اسم البواب نادي وهو. I found what looked like a hypo spray, from star trek. I slipped it into my pocket along with the canister that was with it. I contained to look in the drawers and I found a flat cell phone like object. When I opened it, I saw it was like a miniature computer. Closing it, I was about to drop it in the drawer where I found it, but instead I slipped it in my back pocket."Where the fuck is the door, I'm hungry," I said as I felt my stomach rumble."State type of substance you wish," said a soft.