? He looked like a Viking, with shaggy darkblonde hair and handlebar moustache.? ???? ?Six feet, eight inches,? hesaid with a surprisingly cultured vo...ce.??You wanted to ask, everybody wants to ask.? I?m pleased to meet you, sir.????? ?Sir??Marcus was surprised.? ?But I wascurious, that?s quite tall.? What do you run, three-twenty-five???Mark nodded.???? ?I work in your Atlanta office.? Research Department.????? Asia reached herright hand out too, Mark didn?t grasp her hand, butreached out and. Yes I said do tell your daughter what a slut you are.Sara looked up still playing with her tits and began to share with her daughter that she was a very sexual woman from her teens to today. An older friend of the family, who even now gets a blowjob ever once in a while, had fucked her the first time when se was 15. She explained that she had a strong desire for sex all her life and that she had done some things that she was not proud of to fulfill her need for cock. I asked her to explain. Actually, he felt he owed her his very life. Moreover, as he lay on his matt staring at her in the early morning dawn he wondered how he could ever repay her.Beecher watched as her eyes opened, and she looked over at him. She smiled timidly at him, carefully reached out, and touched his right arm. She said something softly to him, and he guessed she was asking how his arm felt. Gently he lifted his arm, and was once more pleased how little pain there was. At one point, he must've grimaced,. I don't talk like this. I don'tsay shit and fuck every third word. What the hell's going on here?" I didn't do it on purpose." What?" I swung to face her and she stepped back, gripping her shoulders."I'm sorry Charles. I didn't think... I wasn't thinking straight."I narrowed my eyes, curling my fingers into fists. "You did this to us?What did you do?" I'm sorry." What the fuck did you do!?"I grabbed her by the neck, pinning her against the bathroom door thenslammed my palm hard against the wood.