Lauren moaned again, this time in pure pleasure.“Don’t move, or there’ll be another spanking,” Mrs. Jones told Lauren, slapping her ass once f...or emphasis. She left the room for a minute and when she returned, she was wearing a long red strap-on. To make sure Lauren saw it, she went over to the counter and lubricated it with a little olive oil. Then she walked back behind Lauren and started easing the giant dildo into her. She had just gotten it all the way in and started fucking in earnest when. I’d spent the day chasing sources around the city, both on phone and on foot, and had gotten through the day on lattes and chips. When I got to my apartment, all I wanted was not to move for the next week. Lia came bouncing in from the bedroom, dressed for a night out. “Hey! I was wondering when you’d get here!” “Hi.” I gave her a wan smile. “You look terrific in that dress.” “I thought so, too.” She spun around to give me the full effect. The short skirt flared out and I got a glimpse of her. "I don't think Alison or any of his kids ever shed a tear over his fate. If they did, it wasn't in public. Some at first thought we threw him out of the helo and none thought that a bad idea, either. Alison came and spoke with me several days later. She said, "Steve, I want to apologize for all the trouble Ab caused. He changed so much in the last few years that I never knew what to expect from him. We were on pins and needles around him for the longest time, never knowing what would set him. And, apparently, it was a sure-fire way to keep herman hard. Ha!As I entered our house I shouted, "Honey! I'm home!" No answer. I walkedthrough the house and into the kitchen. Debbie was nowhere to be seen. Ilooked out back. She wasn't out there either. 'Hmmm. She must be in theshower,' I thought. However, as I walked upstairs I heard no water running.I called out her name again. No answer. 'Damn! It was nearly six!' Weneeded to be leaving in less than thirty minutes to get to Regina Rae's.