I clicked on Daniel's after backing off Julie's story, and then just worked my way down the list, only skipping one that didn't appear to have anythin... in it that would appeal to me. When I got to the sixthone down, the entry looked different. Nobody had entered any storysynopses, and even more curious was that there were no keywords accompanying it, or even an author's name. How was I supposed to get any idea if I'd want to read it? All it said was "Story 2000".'Hmm, I wonder if Mom. I am not lugging this around all day, I don't care how 'Honored' it makes me," Rick laughed. "Let's see, Mike said, "just 'think' ring" ... so, here goes nothing." A second later, Rick was wearing the most God-Awful-Silver-Lump on his ring finger. With green, red and blue stones stuck here and there.Stan was trying with all his might, not to bust a gut but finally lost the battle and as the peals of laughter subsided somewhat, Stan gasped out, "Oh-My-God! It looks like you mugged Liberace and. I opened my eyes.Jude was there. “Turn that fucking beep off!” I croaked out, through parched lips. The sound that escaped didn’t sound like words, more like scratchy groans.“Bill!” Jude gasped and clung more tightly to me. I felt her grip and looked down at her as she kissed my hand, her tears flowing freely. “Oh, Bill, you’re awake.”I nodded slightly. Just then a bunch of people surrounded the bed and started poking and prodding me. I tried to push them away, but I couldn’t find the strength. “I can’t stop the car and we still have a few miles to go. But I have been told that I can do wonders with my hands.” I was already dripping wet so I didn’t think it would take long or much effort to make me cum. I was wearing a short flowery patterned skirt and a G-string that seemed to be too small for me. I took of my G-string, spread my legs and lifted my skirt. Daddy took a quick look off the road to look at me. “Oh, baby girl!” He said with a sigh. His hand went to my thigh. I could.