His phone rang and he looked around for it. He realized it was inside so he scrambled to get to it before it went to voice mail. He hated voice mail! ...Hello," he said. "Brian!" he heard a woman's voice say. "This is Evelyn." The pit in his stomach, the hole that had opened up when this whole mess started, suddenly dropped to his feet. His heart rate increased and his hands started to shake. 'My God!' he thought, 'This is it! I am so dead!' "Hi, Evelyn," he said as casually as he could, "I. What you decide you want to do with it is up to you. If you publish it, though, please do not identify me by name. But I’m tired – I’m tired of running around all over the world, I’m tired of beating my head up against the wall, and I’m tired of meeting those damn deadlines – I’m tired of being a reporter.I don’t regret what I’ve been doing all these years but now I really just want to kick back and enjoy myself like they do at Island Royale. They’ve read my report and really liked it – and I. Waving at people she knew, stopping to talk to friends she bumped into. He ran on the opposite side of the rode, keeping close to her but not to close that it would ring the bells in her pretty little head. When she started to run towards the park he went the other way, knowing she was heading back to her house. He took the short cut and sat waiting yet again in his car for her.This happened continuously for a few weeks, he watched what she did and where she went. He learnt her routine and knew. Maam: "Do you want me to show you how I did it when you are sleeping?"Me: "As your will maam.. As your will... But please don't stop. It feels good. Now my dick getting hard again. Its your fault, do you know that?"Maam: "Alright. Enjoy it young man. I will give you pleasure now."Then she continues playing with my cock until I cum in her mouth. She show me my sperm that not really thick anymore in her mouth then swallow it. After that we take a shower then return to the bedroom. She then open.