”“Well, I’m no help with this kind of thing,” Emil smiled, “I don’t really even know how to send an email.”Emil laughed, and his wife Iz...y giggled.“It’s true, Jack. He’s hopeless at this stuff,” Izzy stated, standing behind me to look over my shoulder at what I was doing for a moment.Izzy then motioned to some clean laundry sitting in a plastic bag on the front desk countertop.“Honey, can you take that to room eight for me?” Izzy asked her husband, “And get the money from them? I stuck the bill. I don't have any idea how to comfort a rape victim."She tore her arm away from me and stalked towards Angela. "She doesn't need comfort. She needs her ass kicked. Make me look like her." Allison don't you think she..."She almost shouted, "Do it! Now! We may not have much time." She turned to me, tears in her eyes, and whispered, "Please?"The look on her face said it all. This was going to hurt. I nodded and suddenly a second Angela appeared in the room. She was dressed in her running clothes,. She was determined to give the same thrill to Sam.Sam's pussy was similar to her own, neatly trimmed, a covering of soft blond hair only enhanced the perfect shape of her wide cunt lips, and again, similar to herself, a protruding clit. Kneeling between her friend's legs, she gently moved them apart and lowered her head between them.Sam had had oral sex many times with men over the years. But the knowledge that the warm breath that sent a tingle through her was coming from a female mouth. The. "Yeah," I said. "What a way to kill a backswing."They walked away and I put my arms around her tight."Your father was a ... a ... fag?" she said."That's not exactly the PC way of saying these days," I said."Fag, queer, homo, they all mean the same thing, Jeff ... take me home!" NO! We're staying right here, Janie. Your reaction to everything is run away, DON'T! I found some communications dad had with a gentleman from Springfield Ohio. They say all the things two men in love say to each. I'm.