I have this one, my spare, but it will NOT read the Flash Drive on which the older stories are stored. No notes available for me to work with. I have ... few stories close to completion, but can’t access them. On a positive front, I can get the computer to work for short periods during which I can transfer files from one drive to one that does work over here — thus, you are seeing a new chapter of ‘Vickie’s Venture’. For those who are new readers of my stuff, Vickie is friends with a young lady. He was too wasted to realize I had it biting into my flesh. He just made some comment about girls that play with knives. And I made some joke about girls that dance with death. All in all the night sucked more then I could imagine. Well, here I am in my sky blue panties sitting cross legged on the toilet seat. I’m on the heavy side, a size 16, plain face, plain hazel eyes, plain brown hair, nothing outstanding, although I am somewhat curvy, any way that’s not the point. The point is I’m sitting. Their tongues flickering against each other as he cradled her head in his hands.The sexy wife responded with intensity in kind as their mouths expressing their unspoken pleas for more. Katie's mouth wandered as she gave him soft warm wet kisses on his face, his chin, and down his neck."I wish I was a car salesman," Fred mumbled, "Maybe you could convince me."Katie paused for only a second as she heard what her husband said. Suddenly her hands moved down his torso and whispered, "Please sir.". "Ok, then it's time for you to get pregnant," I said. I held up the egg I'd been saving for her. Sarah freaked. She thrashed back and forth, making futile attempts to work her handcuffs free of the hook. I spread her legs and pressed the egg up against her vulva. The tip was just within her vagina when I stopped. "Relax, Sarah. After all the eggs you've delivered today, this should just slide right in," I said. Sarah fixed a baleful glare on me and snapped, "I hope you got AIDS.