Please I will do anything just don't tell her about this.We can come to an agreement, can't we? You were always the sensible type;I will do anything t...o make this right."Turning around Megan made eye contact with bailey, the wheels turning inher mind and a smile on her face. "Anything huh?Over the rest of the afternoon both Megan and Bailey sat at the diningroom table explaining to him why she had come here and the trouble Amandawas in and how this could make or break her career she has worked. Besides what’s the worst thing a bunch of guys with Down syndrome do to her except give her hugs,“Thanks for helping Lara! My aunt Helen loved going on road trips with these guys, she claims they kept her young and vigorous,” Jack said. He was so excited he gave Lara a big bear hug that lifted her off the ground.“Every person I met with Down syndrome was an angel, they’re sooo sweet to be around,” laughed Lara.“That’s what my aunt Helen always says about them,” laughed Jack.“What should I wear. That night, Lana was still up when Laurel and I went to bed. My wife had fallen asleep but I was still awake when I heard the shower being turned on. My cock started getting hard as I thought about the water running down Lana’s petite, naked body. I crept out of bed and down the hall; my dick got even harder when I discovered that Lana had left the bathroom door open. I peered around the corner of the door and saw Lana showering through the frosted glass of the shower door. I pulled my cock out. Kyra shook her head, "If the only way to prove to you that I am worthy of a Rider is to beat you in a game of strength, and I take that opportunity, then I have not learned as much as I claim to have. I will not fight you." Then you are weak! Find your master, tell him to fight! Surely he knows the importance of strength." He is here." Ishmael announced.The crowd parted, revealing him privy to their conversation. He walked over to his pupil."You have handled yourself well, Kyra. And you are.