You took from me, so I’m going to take from you. Or you know, I can go back to my original plan, beat the shit out of you and take all of the money,...�� he said as he grabbed Mikey by the throat and slammed him against the wall, then adding with a evil smile, “Then fuck your slutty girl.” Jenna jumped between them, “No! Wait! Stop, don’t hurt him. I’ll do it! Just leave him alone!” “Babe, nah, you don’t have to do this, Jenna, baby,” Mikey pleaded. “We can just give him the money.” “I know, but. The more he wore them though, he would get used to the feel and come to love them. He just knew it. Now or never, he thought as he learned to walk in the heels. He made sure the curtains around the house were pulled shut. He didn’t want people seeing him just yet, he wasn’t that comfortable. He had to get used to it himself before he let other people get used to it and see him. He then walked around the house in his lingerie and heels, liking the sexy click, clack sound of the shoes on the. Finally showed my face 12.30 had a little hangover nothing a couple of hours in the jacuzzi couldn't cure l,got dressed then Sam gave me my presents some designer clothes and watch which cost to much and odds and sods. After a knock beautiful massive stake meal ended back to our room after a little how's your father(sniff) we started getting a little frisky Sam said you didn't think it was going to be a plain weekend away did you opened the closest door and found all set out like a women's. 'Keep each other wet. I'll be right back.' He rushed from under the myriad streams of water and ran dripping and fiercely aroused out into the bedroom. The phrase 'a pair of well-stuffed cunts' had somehow bubbled itself to the surface of his mind, from what piece of porno he had seen or read he could not recall; it was a fantasy, however, he intended to realise directly. For a moment he searched through the treasures he had stowed in the top drawer of the dresser, then he returned to the.