Almost had forgotten, he brang his notebook out and decited to just sit and write down his thoughts:I’ve been knowtisting some weird… visions. May...e it’s some illusions. I know one thing though… this can’t be good.“here’s you cake sir.”“thank yoooooooooooooooo-ohmygod….” He said backing his chair up.Dark make-up, pircings, and blood dripping from the corner of the mouth. Looking down south… Black courset, stocking, and black heels… panties not included. Bending over oh so slowly with her shiny. Is there any way I can get a look at him?" I think he means that bay we were talking about, Mary. What do you think?" Well, if you'll let me have a while with him, I'll see what I can do. No guarantees. After all, Eddy was just confused this afternoon. Jane wasn't on his wavelength. And if Will wants to try and sketch him, it's okay with me."Mary and Will went to the barn and she approached the stall where the big bay was kept. She went to the door and looked in. The horse neighed and kicked. Or unke pass aa gya who ab ulti hoke late gai or paav maar rhi thi paav utha k bed per maarne ki wajah se unki maxi unke ghutano per padi thi ab mujhe lga ki unpe jyada afeem ka asar ho gya h dimaag mein garmi chad gai h ager nhi choda toh kuch or ho sakta h mene bhi nanga ho gya or unki tango k beech aaya or thodi se taang utha k piche se maxi gaand tak ker di or unki gaand ki ubahar dekh k or afeem ki garmi se mera lund lohe ki rod ki tarah tan gaya tha. Mein ab unke upper leta or gand ki. She walked into the room, smiling at me."How was my performance?" she asked."Gratuitous," I said. "It was great. You certainly showed yourself to be the slut you are," I sighed.Cyndi looked shocked. "What do you mean? Are you mad?"I shook my head nervously as Cyndi crawled on top of me. She pressed her hand against the bulge in my towel--I'd gotten quite hard watching her. She kissed my face gently."I'm sorry, Ian," she panted. "I'm sorry I'm such a slut. I just... I guess I just need it. I.