I can only become a better writer with your input. Thank you.Scott stood up in frustration, sending his desk chair wheeling across the room and slammi...g against the wall. The motion caused his monitor to shake, almost tipping over. A woman’s voice came over the speakers.“Scottie, ye canna keep stomping around like that! I canna see ye and yer words aren’t makin’ any sense.”Scott went back to the computer and leaned in toward the screen. “Kara, you just don’t understand! When I tell you I’m. Just don’t forget what we expect of the women in our lives.”Marilyn snorted and laughed. “Just make sure there’s only one woman in your life!”I lifted my glass of Chianti. “Old English toast - ‘ To our wives and our lovers, and the hope they never meet!’”Marilyn smiled. “Keep it up, smart ass! Next time I see your brain trust, I’m going to ask them about divorce in Maryland!”I gave Andrea a call and rescheduled a visit to the acreage on Mount Carmel Road for Monday afternoon. By then Charlie. I told him I had about an hour and if he wanted I would try to make him cum, he said that would be nice and he had a place not to far away and he lived alone. His house was small but well kept with lots of family photos, including one of his wife as we went into his bedroom. She was pretty hot in the youth. I told him to take his pants and underwear off and lie on the bed and he did as he was told. His balls were wrinkled and small but his cock was cut and his head looked young. Another limp. ”5:28 - She is running away.5:28:37 - Much too late, she is screaming.5:28:43 - Wayne is grabbing her shoulder and covering her mouth.5:28:49 -- She is feeling a pinprick on her shoulder. Then, for a period she can’t measure, she is feeling nothing.6:17 - Jessica is slowly waking up lying on a hard, jouncing surface. She is spending her time taking inventory of what she can sense: that she is tied up, her hands tied over her head and her legs tied in a spread position. On the other hand, she.