Sam had a very interesting personality. She was a very attractive girl, but was not exactly into activities that were labeled as girlish. Sam was more...like a tomboy, with particular interests in violence, pranks, and meat. Sam was the kind of the girl that could beat you in the hot dog eating contest, and then go out to pizza to celebrate. She wasnt really so cordial to Freddie, and the two of them constantly bickered and fought, but recently, Freddie and Sam were both teased about never. “Not really," I replied.“Tonya, I have long felt that I knew the deep cause of your original depression. It was of course the loss of your daddy. But it went far beyond that. You had deep feelings for him that extended to sexual feelings. You had sexual desires that you would never experience, thus the depression. I did not tell you this because I could not see a benefit. After several years of therapy, I felt you had made great progress and was free of your depression. But to make sure, I. He was always on the road to sites and would hold meetings in his van. This one was brand new and had lots of features including a car phone. He turned on a couple of lamps that were obviously mounted to a cabinet that appeared to hold paper work. When I sat at one of the chairs, Lee asked. “I don’t suppose you like to smoke crack?” “Ooh, you asked the right girl, I love it!” I said. “But Lee, I have to tell you something, I am not your usual girl.” “What do you mean? You mean you don’t put out. Val shuddered and then screamed her arsehole tightening on the tip of my tongue as i licked and poked at her. With that Heather started murmuring and shaking as she too orgasmed. The girls both then said it was time for sleeping and they both climbed off the now wrecked bed and bid me goodnight. After straightening up the bed i switched off the bedside light and drifted off to sleep. I was awakened at around 9am by Val who gently tapped on the bedroom door before coming into the room dressed in.