But at that point, Star isn't giving a damn about bills or treatment. I mean, her boyfriend is loaded! Ever since he picked her up out of the shelter,...Star never needed to worry about money; her clothes were always nice and new, her cars always designer, and she wore name brands some people could barely pronounce. Her biggest concern is what the fuck was she going to tell her boyfriend?Star picks up her papers at the front desk and drives home slowly. She is deep in thought playing possible. Monday, Jaimie was wear she was told in a summer dress. I walked up behind her and although in public, with her 23 and me twice her age, I walked up behind her, pulled her against my growing cock, kissed her neck and told her to hold onto me like a whore. She was nervous, but complied, the looks we got...I tool her to the leach and dog collar section and I told her to pick out a knew leach and collar ... then I had her pic a nameplate and had it engraved, "#1 Slut"the look the lady at the. What I can only describe as... some sortof out of phase juxtapose of your image. It's like you go out of syncwith yourself and one after another of your images gets sort ofsuperimposed on top of the others... "What gives, Gene? What's happening?" "Oh, that...", Gene appeared nonchalant about Ann'sobservations. "It's nothing. To tell you the truth, Ann, I wasn'taware that it was even noticeable." "Well it is! And I'd really like to know why you keep doingit!", Ann demanded. Passive, enthusiastic, vocal and passionate all at once. When I came, she gripped me like it was the end of the world. She stared into my eyes and gave me light kisses all over my face. I almost cried when I came. When we were done, we lay side by side on the bed, breathing easily and staring at the ceiling. After some time, she sighed and stood up. She retrieved her skirt and tank top and looked down at me with a smile. Then she bent down and thoroughly licked my penis clean. I was still spent.