’ I said to myself: 'If I don't do it, somebody else will.'If they ever expressed their doubts, I would say: 'What are you trying to explain to me? ...hat is it you think I don't know? You should be grateful to me. If I hadn't come along, you'd still be where I found you.' Then one night there was a john who didn't want to pay and I beat him up. It got out of hand. I got sentenced to four years for assault. That was in 2006.In jail they made me go into therapy to kick my coke and gambling habit. It was raining, and 2AM. Perhaps it was the flashing lights and the word police on the side of the car that made be believe this really was a cop, unlike in my first story where it was a case of mistaken identity. The first story was also a live encounter even though the title might lead you to believe it was just a phone sex story. The first story took place in the early 2000s. Anyways, first I will admit I was horny and pissed. It was my last night in Guam for a few months, and I wouldn't be. I wasn't going to steal a car, which left buying one, which I didn't like either. It'd use up a good chunk of my cash, there could be ID troubles again, I wouldn't want to have a breakdown. I'd also have to stash Julia's car somewhere because I didn't want to sell it, as that'd be an extremely suspicious transaction if the investigators did a search on vehicles owned by the Williamses. I decided to go as far north as I could before refueling, so if they looked for my car by asking gas stations,. I pushed back on it to put pressure on my tight vagina as I kept sucking my other toy. I was too horny that afternoon…My now stretched cunt was dripping my juices. As I got close, I pushed myself in a wild way against the headboard. I moved faster and then I felt my cunt erupting with a wild orgasm.I rose off my rubber toy and stood up. I licked it, as I felt my warm juices were sliding down my thighs.Then I saw something that shocked me. I looked through the glass windows to the back yard. My.