.but nooooo!"Beat...no. Paddled...yes." I was suddenly confused while in the background, the PA system crackled, "Doc Brown, your DeLorean is being ...owed." Followed by a male voice in the distance, shouting, "Great Scott!" "Is that why you left, because she paddled you?" I asked amid the cacophony.Surprisingly, with adulation, she answered, "Fuck no! She was a Michaelangelo with the paddle!" Michaelangelo?" I repeated incredulously."Or Raphael..or Donatello...one of them mutant turtles.". Before them stood statues and carvings composed of every material from wood to stone to metal. Arranged before them were vases, gourds, goblets, and other small treasures, sitting upon small pedestals of marble. Every last one was arranged with expert aplomb such that nothing would completely occlude another while their admirer stood in the center of the chamber. Polished surfaces gleamed so bright as if to resist dust by their mere existence.The only anomaly lay at the back of the room, where. A friend of mine had some of the same tests run that Sam had. She showed me where her insurance paid about a tenth what the hospital charged for the same tests, and her bills were marked paid. And I had to pay up front for the tests, even with Sam so sick. Then they billed me for hundreds of thousands of dollars of other stuff. I tried going to the hospital to talk to them, but it's useless. They just keep telling me I have to pay what my insurance didn't. After I've sold off everything, the. He made me bend on the table and again went on pumping me I was holding the table cloth stretching it so that it tore.I started screaming ahhh. Aahhh …. Faster … Faster … He went on on and when he was about to cum he took out and spilled the beans on the gown. I rested on the table when the other goon came and lifted me and took me to the bedroom and I said please no more but he may me lie on the bed and started removing his clothes, he came on top of me and he directly inserted his dick in me.