She explained that she would be more than happy to pay if he would let her go home and get her wallet, but he hadn't believed her. She was a little in...ulted after all, she was almost 40, she had three k**s for crying out loud, she would have come back. He had offered her another choice. The store had some booths in the back, and they did a fair amount of business through their gloryhole. She could work in the back for an hour and he would call it even. She had agreed, what other choice did she. Of course at home we vape a little bud. That’s different.My mother bitched, lightly, about Daddy flying out to California. Going back to work in a way. But she knew it was healthy for him. A legitimate part of his recovery process.The caveat emptor has no clothes. Or whatever that saying is. My KC investigation uncovered no Mob ties, no mastermind behind an international apron conspiracy. Just the usual hoi and polloi.Before Bobsy Atwater flew Daddy out to California, I decided to bring the. Hayley set aside the electric razor, sat back on her heels a bit, then moved forward, spread Meg's thick pink pussy lips with her fingers and slipped her tongue in. She kissed what she thought was Meg's clit, then ran her tongue over it."Oh, god!" Meg screamed, then pushed her hands down between Hayley's lips and her own pussy and sat up."What's wrong?" Hayley asked, a playful smile on her face."You would not believe how strange that felt. It felt good, weird and kinda tickled all at the same. “I knew there was a reason or two why I love you so much.”“Yeah, I’m all for opening presents,” Tracy quickly added from her seated position between Ian’s legs.In the corner of Shannon’s large living room, a small, four foot tall, artificial tree was decorated. We all had placed our friends’ presents around it when we arrived. With twenty-three high schoolers, plus T-Sully, there must have been close to one hundred wrapped up presents. Heck, I had eleven there, myself, although a couple were.