"Please," she whispered and her hand came up to take my now limp hand off her neck.What's going on? I thought. I shook my head to clear it then I turn...d and walked away. I sat down on a nearby log and I looked up and the sky, the flashed red was still there, bright against the cloudless blue of the heavens."Thank you," she whispered as she sat down beside me.It took a few moments for me to realize it was her sitting there beside me."Run, flee," I whispered, "or I'll hurt you." No, that has. “I really hope you won’t be offended. You’re a really nice guy. You’re good looking, athletic, and god knows you’re well hung. And you’re a great fuck, honestly better than my husband or any other guy I’ve been with.”“But . . .” Garrett said.“You’re almost too nice – too much of a gentleman. It’s hard to explain,” Elaine continued. “I’ve talked about it with Paul and Sophie, and we’re in agreement. As wonderful as you are, it would be even better if you were much more dominant. I know it may. To be honest, John was Not happy to see them. Homeland Security had been on his ass ever since 'The Great Waste of Aviation Fuel at Johnson's Ranch.'What Homeland Security was really pissed about was the Silver Metal Disk; no one could open it ... nothing would lift it ... it didn't roll because it wouldn't push. Its existence represents a clear and present danger to the security of the United States... (oops ... forgot the caps ... and the quotes. It's not possible to properly enter the. My thoughts were ofeverything that had happened over the last 24 hours or so and as I hitmy peak I could again hear Michelle saying to me, 'It's OK daddy...don'tbe embarrassed...and I'm glad that you like my shoes...and my socks.'And I exploded stream after stream of my needed release into her pinksocks.When I regained my senses and guilt swept over me, I quickly removed herclothes and put mine back on. The dress went back on the hanger and onthe closet door. The shoes and anklets went back.