She was immobile as she stared out the window and intently gazed at the apartment across from her; from her vantage point, she could see a neat, tidy ...office room, complete with a desk and a bookcase that was filled to the brim with books. Her mysterious voyeur was nowhere to be seen, though.“I usually don’t do these sort of things,” Isabella whispered. “I’m…I’m sorry for what you saw.”A few tense moments transpired before her voyeur chuckled. “Sorry? You should never be sorry for embracing your. But mostly, we danced. There were some wild songs and we got pretty crazy, but by ten the tempo had started to slow down and there was a lot more dancing in each other's arms. Of course, that's exactly when Lamar came by."Time to go cruising in the limo," he said. "Let's go, guys." Uh ... Lamar, I didn't mention this, but Donna and I want to stay and dance some more. The prom goes till one and the limo just doesn't have that much appeal. We parked Donna's car here earlier today." Really? Don't. Joe squeezed his cheeks together in protest. I encouraged Joe to relax and enjoy, promising to stop if he wanted. Then, I flicked my tongue over the hole a few times, as Joe relaxed and quietly moaned. I then moved my tongue deeper, and started expertly rimming my best friend!Soon, Joe was moaning louder. I rimmed Joe for about ten minutes, now Joe was pushing his hole into my face! I quietly suggested that Joe roll over, but Joe objected. I realized that Joe was hard as a rock!I took it a. Hell, he an' I both knew that he wuz goin' ta die of gangrene ifen he didn't hang first. He asked me ta shoot him in the head, soz I did.I went over ta talk ta the men in the stagecoach, an' the driver told me that they were bein' chased by the four bandits an' about ta escape when they hit a rock an' broke a wheel. That caused 'em ta tip over an' I knew the rest.They were stuck until they got a new team cuz their mules had broken loose when the coach turned over. Lord knows where they were,.