Who else would have sent her?" Son-of-a-bitch," mumbled Harry under his breath. "Why couldn't I get a real writer like Mickey Spillane or someone inst...ad of this schizophrenic nut-job?" What was that, Harry? I couldn't quite hear?" Never mind, Jackson. What's the deal? After all the shit jobs you sent me, now you send me a good job for once?" Just trying to make it up to you, Harry. I'm thinking I could make you the next Mike Hammer or something." Yeah, yeah. Like, I really believe that,. She also had on black fishnet hose and shoes with four-inch heels, and, as it turned out, when she lifted up her skirt to masturbate at Dick's instructions, a black garter belt holding the fishnets up and crotchless black panties. Bob had always liked girls in garter belts and hose (and high heels), but the erotic effect was somewhat spoiled for him by the revelation that, in addition to her lower lip, left nostril and both nipples, her clit was pierced as well.He watched in amazement as she. I tried to do this without Kay noticing and I think I succeeded but I was aware that she was making no attempt to pull her skirt down.We came across a country pub and Kay suggested that we duck in and grab a quick pint. I agreed and we stopped for about ten minutes with Kay having one pint of draught and me, two.When we set off again the skirt was back at decency level and my erection had subsided. We headed away from home for a further 1/2 hour and when we finally decided to head back, we. Me: I wished the same and slept.Days went on like this, we became closer, she used to come at my home, and I used to go to hers. we used to cook foods and try new dishes was having a fun life. We used to chat at night daily on general topics. One day something interesting happened:Sree: hi dear!!Me: hello Sree, what doing?Sree: nothing dear, was just feeling uneasy.Me: what happened!!! You alright?!!!Sree: yeah don’t worry.Me: ok, hope so you’re saying true.Sree: hmmm, can we talk frankly?!!Me:.