‘Now look, Billy, I gotta do this thing, donja see, it’s important. We, er. . . I put out the light and sent God out of the church. I. . . I. . . ...I gotta make it right donja see? Now are you gonna help me, be with me on this or not?’ ‘Well, sure, good buddy, course I am! You an’ me, you know that.’ ‘Well then we gotta go right now, over to Sittler’s and get us some matches and get back here and light this up so God can come back in the church.’ ‘Ya really think, I mean jeez, ya think God has. I moaned to her, “Get on your hands and knees doggy-style!” She quickly got off my cock, and presented her tight hard ass to me. I put my hands on her hips, and spread her cheeks apart. Her pussy was dripping wet, waiting to be filled again. I slapped her ass a couple times, and she groaned loudly. I put my hard, throbbing, wet, cock at her pussy lips. She rocked back and literally sucked my cock in. I was thrusting hard and fast into her hot, tight, wet pussy. She was pushing back against me,. "I figured out a few things." Georgia frowned momentarily. "This is going to sound really strange. I know it will. I still don't believe it myself." Georgia waited a moment, but Trixie was more curious than concerned. "Last night, you were entertaining a man for most of the night." Trixie nodded. "The man's name was George. A stock broker."Trixie's frown wrinkled her forehead. "I told you that ... " Her mouth stopped moving, seemingly frozen. "No, I didn't. How did you know that?"Georgia looked. . You can go ahead and have a seat." Thanks."The young girl buzzed through, I assume to Ms. Gere, and said, "Your 10am is here."Not a minute later, Ms. Gere appeared before me. She was cloaked in a black business suit with her long, white-hot blond hair in a bun. A single strand of curled blonde hair dangled from the side of her head. This seemed to be a theme at STRAP-ON ENTERPRISES. Her horned-rim glasses and ruby red lipstick accentuated her marvelous body and tanned skin."You must be Sam.".