My car, and her car, had loan payoffs larger than they were worth. Six credit cards were maxed out. All the unpaid personal loans from friends and fam...ly were just hanging out there like malevolent spirits.The truth is that I am a weak, useless excuse for a man due to my huge gambling addiction. When I had a little money and a lot of credit, I would bet on anything, football, baseball, basketball. Hell, I even bet on tennis matches. In addition to all my legit debts, I owe the Miami Godfather,. Michael soaked a washcloth and held it to my pussy. I gasped."I'm sorry I overdid it, but I couldn't help it, you're so sexy," Michael said giving me a wink.I smiled even as I blushed.Michael then gently and tenderly cleaned me and patted me dry. Then he gave me a drink of water. As I sipped, he said, "I hope we can do this again sometime?"I nodded in agreement.Michael grinned, then he kissed my on top of the head in a fatherly way and said, "Good night, Lisa. Sleep well." Good night," I. Karen was positive, or as positive as one can be about another person, that Gloria was not a lesbian—which is still hard for me to believe—and that Gloria was, indeed, a virgin—which is even harder for me to believe. Part of her problem is that Gloria tends to have the lethal combination of possessing both an overbearing personality that most men find off-putting, including myself at times, coupled with plain looks. She’s not ugly, nor homely, just plain. She’s a very plain Jane, and because of. I pause and decide if I should run or not, I just stand there and ask "what's happening?". The officer says I'm being arrested for shoplifting and he's going to search my bag and me. He tells me to put my hands on the wall and I do, he feels what seems like every inch of my body, he rubbed his hands all over my boobs in the slowest way possible, he then ask what I have in my pants and I say "nothing's there." He then tells me to put my hands behind my back and puts the handcuffs on me way too.