It's not one she recognizes, although there's no reason she should really. All of her dreams and viewings have some sort of personal significance to h...r own life, but even with that limitation, she often ends up in some very strange places.Leaning against a wall by the entrance, she waits to find out who the focus of this viewing will be. There's always a tug on her consciousness which identifies the principal participant of the viewing, although it's frequently someone she knows anyway. She is. She had a rechargeable debit card but she’d just found out she only had about one hundred bucks or so left on it. “I got a job but I don’t get paid again for another two days.” She sighed.“How old are you Jen?” “I just turned 24” was her reply.As a middle aged married man with a Dad body, I should not have been thinking the thoughts I was thinking about this young lady. However the beauty of her youth combined with the fading of mine caused me to take a shot. I opened my wallet.“Tell you what,. Drawer was stuck but all sorted" "what was it?"he asked . "nothin just an old box"not wanting to give away my find. i wanted to pump my cock like the hung guy on the box."was my old flatmates stuff , never know what you find in there"he said. "funny you should say that" i said as i handed him the garbage bag releived to kinow it wasnt his pump and that i could dispose of it later( after i had pumped up my cock of course). "oops"he said with a laugh and a cheeky grin. "cant blame that one on the. ***Erik touched his fingers to the woman’s shoulder and eased her back away from him a bit. He said, “We’ll just be another minute or two.” Then he said, a little louder, “How we doing, Batman?”“Gettin’ there,” Bobby said from the closet.The woman said, “So when did Robin start giving Batman orders?”“Oh, I’m not Robin,” said Erik. “I’m Nightwing.”“Who’s Nightwing?”“You know, after Robin kind of graduated from Batman, stopped being his ward. He became Nightwing.”“I see,” said woman. “But you.