The way she sweetly called me ‘Milacik’ – a word that I came to know so well, and which expressed her love so many different ways. The same word...could express a multitude of meanings – sometimes a question, sometimes a playful scold, other times a caress, but always a promise of unending bliss. She questioned anything and everything. Nothing was sacrosanct. Half answers were never acceptable, especially when it came to the things that we shared. No secrets, no shame, no masks or half-truths.. "Do you promise not to see her?" I promise." Call me in a few days. Sitting beside you and chatting and enjoying your presence tempts me too much to decide." Would you like my number?" I asked."No, I'll let you be the gentleman." I nodded. We held hands briefly; long enough to feel a spark. "You better go," she said. I left.Though elated by the evening, the old flapper decided not to stay in Barrytown. Tired and drunk, she thought it best to head home. However, when the girls got out, she held. In a few seconds, I'm on my knees with dicks all around me and in all the holes. My three holes were filled continuously for a long time in the middle of the park. Everyone is going through it and it even seems to me that there are more of them than at the beginning. My husband will confirm it after four people who have also used my ass to empty their balls.Many took pictures and videos, my husband made them promise to post them on the web. One of the young people wanted to call to bring in. "Thank you for saving her," Laoshin said timidly. "I, I'm always aware that she could be killed at any time. It is the nature of her life's work. But, I always dread it, too. We have been together for a very long time."There was quiet in the Bronco as Sean considered how to respond, or if he should respond, to her words. Finally he asked, "How did you meet her?"Laoshin bowed her head slightly as her mind drifted back."Lian saved me. My family was killed," Laoshin said softly as she remembered..