I observe all your deeds and misdeeds, which sometimes gets a little confusing for me. You are anything but logical or efficient in your thought patte...ns.Why you? Good question, as I can do this to anyone.You live near; below my lair. Accounting to my personal taste You are attractive. Think of yourself as my employee and hobby, something to keep me occupied when I'm not pursuing my profession.My profession?That would be too easy.Later, much later, we will discuss my Profession.You've been. WOW within a few minutes I got a response. A married bi guy was going to the store and wanted a hook up. He liked my reply and photos I sent him so we made arrangements to meet.An hour later in a shopping center parking lot I got in his car. He looked OMG your gorgeous and rested his hand on my black stocking covered leg. I smiled reached over and rubbed his cock as his hand slide under my skirt and snapped one of my garter straps. He started to drive and I leaned over and took his hard cock. "What is it?" Enola asked.Hope snatched it, put her lips close to the open top, and blew. A soft whistle sounded within the metal chamber. She held it up high before her, explaining, "Hang it in a tree, and when the wind blows..."She put it to her mouth again and repeated the melodic sound."That's stupid," a young male voice sounded behind Enola. The boy, Hope's twin, shoved out an unwrapped gift that was unquestionably a mountain climbing hammer. "What does she want a noise maker for? You want. And you weren't supposed to hear that, I thought you were asleep." I though it was sweet. Nobody ever said anything like that to me before." Er ... what time is it, anyway?" Mr. Smooth here, trying to change the subject."It's about ten. Why, do you have to go?" No. I should probably go home and get some clean clothes, but I don't have anything planned for the weekend. What'd you have in mind?" Nothing special, just bum around. Maybe a picnic or something?" Okay, why don't we go over to my place.