The letter is addressed to you. It reads:“Deirdra,If you’re reading this, then you are in my bedroom. For shame! Still, you are most likely lookin... for clues as to where I am. If I have been gone for less than two weeks, stop reading and know that I’m okay. If it has been longer, read on.”Since it’s been a month, you read on.“I know that I’ve never really talked about what I do on these trips. Well, if I’m gone for this long then it probably means I need help. I never wanted you to enter this. "You can light the part of the stem that is still sticking out from the candle and it will keep burning for a long time. The flame melts the wax and it moves up the stem and burns. It will give light for hours. It isn't very much light, but you don't need much when it is night and there is practically none anyway," I said."I can see where that would be a big help. I am anxious to get the comb now and see you make a candle," he said."I am too," I said, but I didn't tell him it was so I could. She hardly ever wore makeup, as she had a natural beauty that didn’t need help from cosmetics. Looking down at her body she smiled at herself. Her nipples were already hard from simply thinking of what she was about to do, the hard nubs sitting on her 36 d breasts. Her slender waist gave way to hips that curved nicely down to her long thighs.Justine knew she had a good body. More than once she had been asked to consider becoming a model. But that was never in Justine’s mind. But still, it was. Michael pulled away and laid back on to the bed, and as Agnes continued her blow job on Daniel he issued a new order.“Agnes, come over here and sit on my dick.”Agnes jumped up to her feet and then crawled on top of Michael. She guided his stiff dick toward her wanting pussy but Michael stopped her short.“No.” he said “Turn around and put me in your ass.”Agnes smiled with understanding. Straddling over Michael’s crotch she faced away from him and towards Daniel. She smiled at Daniel as she.