She was a cute little thing, but she was probably five years younger than Cooper James, and way, way younger than old Harold Lee Scoville. I smiled ba...k anyway, just for the practice."I've been on the road a while and would like to get a good night's sleep and enjoy a fine dinner. Could you recommend someplace nearby?" Sure," she smiled bigger, but then turned her head to look around a bit before leaning in."I'm supposed to recommend the Flamingo Conference Center, but its kind of a funky old. I knew the dog well. He was one of those big wiener type dogs they call basset hounds. He was a real friendly dog. And good for a laugh. He had this habit of running through the yard in tall grass. And being that he was so low to the ground. He would often scrape his Pali Wacker, Or Dick invariably on some rough grass or occasional rock. And you could always tell when you did. By the yelp that he made.He would then take to finding a comfortable spot in which to lick his wounds, so to speak. And. So during stay I had to sleep in a sleeping bag on the floor in one of the downstairs rooms. That didn’t bother me much. I’d discovered masturbation and porn, and I happily wanked myself to sleep thinking of the things I’d like to watch Rachel do and even better do with her. Early one morning, as I lay in my bag on the floor I was awaked by the light being switched on. Everyone knew I was sleeping there and for good measure there was a “do not disturb” notice on the door. I looked up and was. At first, it went all right, she was friendly, supportive, and the girlas she hoped was more confident in her own digs, her tiny studio above astorefront. The girl was luscious though, in her short skirt and haltertop, and Audrey was in her sluttiest outfit! "Yes it is small, but I like it, and I manage the consignment shopdownstairs so it is convenient!!" "REally," Audrey smiled, "I went by it several times before andwondered what it was. Leather and Lace!" "It's a reseller for.