“No,” Dexter said.“Can you get it up?” Amber asked starting at him.“I don’t know,” Dexter said.Amber asked, “Why did you hire me?”�...�I need someone to take care of me,” Dexter said.“There are nurses for that,” Amber said.“They won’t run errands, and they won’t stay here full time,” Dexter said.Amber said, “I’m an escort.”Dexter asked, “Who else could I call to come live here for a week, run errands, and generally take care of me?”“Normally taking care of a guy involves ... well ... having sex. (Even if it is my clone, it still counts in my opinion) Mid moaning, she pulls out his dick, turns to me with this possessed look and says, “Don't you fucking slow down, fuck me harder!”. “Oooookaaay! Sorry, sorry. Let me get off the floor then so I can fuck you better” As I slide my penis out, the head pops out of her vagina and she lets this shrivel of a moan out. I admit, it did feel great. It’s one of my favorite things to do to tease her and myself. I couldn’t help it, I put it back in. That fit in with the $50,000 to a probation officer in Fish Springs, MD, who I found out had pulled several strings on behalf of a Caitlin Griffin who got busted with 10 kilos in her trunk, but somehow got off with six months probation. I copied the information onto an encrypted file and moved on to the next loan, $175,000 to Hoaglin, OK police chief Troy Hoover. Some of the names on the list, such as a shipping clerk in North Carolina, indicated that the cartel had found other means of moving. My neighbour's door opened and there stood Nana with a frightened look on her face."Oh my God, are you ok?" she said."Yes I'm fine, sorry if I scared you"."Oh, that's ok, just glad you didn't get hurt," she said with a lovely smile. I went through all my pockets to find my keys. No keys. I had locked myself out. One of my friends was keeping an extra key for me, but he was out of town until the next day."Well, it seems like I have locked myself out and I cannot get my extra key before.