My erection had been continuous for at least an hour and a half, probably longer and I had been in an intensely heightened state of excitement since I...��d opened Sandra’s bedroom door. The thing about insulin shock is that by the time you actually feel the symptoms, you don’t have much time. You do something about it or you pass out. As I stepped through the open door, my equilibrium wavered. Sandra followed close behind letting the screen door bang shut. Quickly she pushed me to the couch and. He bit his lip and trembled even harder as he heard the jingling of keys on their ring and a loud click as one was used to unlock the heavy wooden door to his room. The door creaked open and he heard several people enter. He heard the clacking of high heels that many a prostitute in the home feared, the footfalls of Madame Tanda. She spoke in a sensual tone barely louder than a whisper, but to Alaric, it was sharp as the crack of a whip. Get out from under there, boy. You have earned your first. Granted, I was a teenager – white, with long hair to almost my shoulders and a Metallica t-shirt. If she did notice what I was doing, she must’ve been surprised when she turned around and saw me LOL!The fact that she appeared to not even notice made me even bolder.The line was inching forward.She was standing in that stance, you know the one where you shift all you weight to one leg, making one of your ass cheeks pop out and really round?Well, this was how she was standing OMG!I moved in close. "You're still the most beautiful girl on the island." Yeah right." Emma's eyes were shining."I've missed you. Gawd I've missed you," I told her as I let my hand rest on her knee for a second."It's too bad you're still not seven years old. Clark and I would baby sit you any time your mother wanted." So you don't approve of the eighteen year old model?" I asked."The eighteen year old model is more than just fine," she answered with her nicest smile. "In fact he's pretty darn handsome." You should.