She heard noiseoutside. Brenda had to wait in stall three, otherwise Brad would bemad at her. Maybe she should step out. Her nipples tingled at the...thought of Brad taking her over his knee and dishing out a muchdeserved punishment.Kim kinda knew what he was making her look at, but she was toofarsighted to actually see it. "Stop this," she begged.Brad moved closer and it became more visible but still not enough tohave any effect."Look. Look. Tell me you like what you see." I...I like what I. Who was that dear? her mother asked, as she sat down at the table to chew on a piece of girl-bacon. Without saying a word Jessica held up the yellow envelope and handed it to her mother. Jessicas mother was both happy for her daughter and sad at the same time because she knew Jessica wasnt ready for this. She opened the envelope and began to read the Meat Notice. It said Jessica Kast your State Meat Lottery Number [BB227MN] has been called, you are hereby ordered to report to the designated. And if I did, retired Homicide Captain Dave Jennings certainly did.“What’s this about? We’re just a little shelter. Hanging on as best we can.”Our financial adviser, Gertie Oppenheimer, had explained what advantages a 501© (3) operation like St. Jeremy had. “No federal income tax liability, that’s the main thing. Once the fucking IRS, those cocksuckers, approves it. Plus donors get a tax write-off.”“What looks odd about St. Jeremy?”Gertie and I were, courtesy of the Sullivan twins, leafing. So anyway she rode my dick for a few minutes after he left but just got off and told me to jack off while she watched and commented on the videos she was watching on the computer. According to her … I wont be waiting too long to hear her get fucked again.. so till then…well that wasn’t too long..here it is Wednesday September 12th 2018 11pmShe headed over there without even telling me… its all good he will be leaving town for a while tomorrow I will give more details as the become known…Just.