The only thing that looked even vaguely familiar was the battery. He shook his head and admitted he didn’t have a clue about her car. As he said it,...she seemed ready to cry. ‘Why don’t we go get some hot cocoa and then I will take you home. I will have my mechanic look at your car in the morning and give you an update. You don’t have school tomorrow, so he can call you at home and let you know. And I will be glad to give you a few lifts until it is fixed.’ Allison looked up at Bill with a. She told me I had to do two things to get my specialpresent. First, I had to get undressed. My pants were offbefore you could say, “Fuck me!”I was naked and standing in front of a female and it feltgood.She then told me to pull her thong off. I reached outwith my hands, but she told me to do it with my tongue.She told me to stick my tongue into her freshly shavedpussy.I couldn’t believe that my friend’s mom would talk likethis to me, but I did as I was told and she. Then you pull your cock out and trail it along the back and side of my hip and as you grow bigger and bigger, I still don’t respond … You take that cue and slide your hand under my neck and grab my throat – easy at first and then you tighten your grip. I slowly wake up and realize someone has their hand on my throat and that sudden realization sends fear through my body… I try to scream and resist but you grab me tighter and my voice catches so nothing comes out and I am terrified and now. I got up as if to leave, bluffing my ass off.“Please," she said, stopping me with a light touch on my arm. “I want you to write my story. Your way.”“Do it,” she calmly announced, “or you’re all fired,” fixing the surrounding crows with a steely glare. The dollar signs flashing in their eyes changed to panic at the thought of losing their meal ticket. They caved abruptly. She smiled sweetly and turned to me.“Tomorrow. One PM. Don’t be late,” she exclaimed, rhyming off the expected cliché of a.