“Paul, please get me 3 or 4 large towels.” When he returned I suggested that room with the sofas just off the entry might a good place to start.�... He nodded yes.I texted Fran: will be late could be morning don’t forget school.We heard the gate call button sound and then, “The Robertson’s are here.”I said, “Welcome. Please park next to the other car.”We watched them walk to the entry door on closed-circuit TV. I opened the door. The Robertson’s appeared suitably impressed.Paul began the night’s. I could be your tour guide." Let me give that some thought. Thanks."From his car, Mark called Jennifer Mason, Sandy's grandmother. He told her of his plans, and asked if she would contact Sandy's friend Carol and her date and explain things to them. He was relieved to learn that Jennifer knew both Carol and her date personally. "In that case, don't tell Carol anything, just call her date and tell him, and assure him that I will pay for all the extravagance, that he doesn't have to worry about. Are you up to it?”Jess’ eyes opened wider but she didn’t answer so Heather prompted her “Either I handle your husband’s junk and shave him or you do, which will it be?”Jess responded quietly, “I’ll do it.”“Before you begin, you need to stroke him until he cums,” Heather explained.“But ... he’s wearing the cock ring. How can he come?” Jess asked like an inquisitive seven-year-old asking why the sky is blue.“He can’t. It’ll leave him with blue balls, but it’ll ease the sensitivity long enough for. Tim? Covered me in the van. I was Mirandized and no charges were given, then I was brought here after Abby stopped by the back of the van to have a little chat." He gave the men another small smile."I was brought here, Special Agent Franks introduced himself. Still no charges read. I was brought to interrogation where Abby came and fingerprinted me and then Franks came in with fists blazing. He had the case right but got my involvement in it wrong..."He trailed off, waiting for anyone to.