However, the day brightens when the envelope does not come. After going through the mail relief floods through her body and her legs become unsteady. ...And her shoulders feel as if a ton of weight has been lifted away. Hurrying upstairs the routine is completed in a rush but with a critical eye on the process. And the end result is carefully evaluated. Then downstairs and in an hour there is a spotless home.Then a call to Marie who gleefully recounts an encounter with a twenty-two year old. But. I wandered down wondering who it could be. I had never gotten a phone call here before."Hello." Joe, this is Alicia Witt, from the team, do you know anything about dishwashers?"Oh, a bit, I've fixed a couple before." Mine is broken, and the base housing department tells me they can't get to it for a week. Could you look at it?" Sure. I just got off duty. Where do you live?" 342 Halsey Dr. #1" Ok. I'll be there in about five minutes." I can't thank you enough."Well, I'm probably not Mr. Fixit,. ” he gestured around at the crowd of men, invisible in the darkness. “There's nobody here except me.”“And me!” she exclaimed. “I'm here, too! Don't forget that, and me being a stripper is YOUR fantasy, not mine! I have no idea how to even begin!”Everything blanked away to the white room again; just him and her, standing in front of each other, She was wearing her school clothes, and he was wearing tan khaki pants, a white button up shirt, and a tan blazer.“What's your fantasy, Tracy? We can do. "Sweet," she told me. "But since you're here ... there's something I would love to see and do," she told me, rolling me over onto my back, and then directing our pink pussy friend to climb up and over me, hovering just above me briefly as Carol wrapped her hand around my blue cock colored Smurf, though it was already starting to lose some of its design and color from all the surrounding moisture perhaps as it slowly and gradually dissolved. Even then, it was still odd enough, seeing it as Carol.