Then she sent me a story about what she would like to do to me. It was erotic, full of lust and the sex was great, she urged me to send her one back w...ich I did. She loved it, and we then started sending stories to each other. Each time they got more erotic, or risky, or just downright dirty and pornographic. I think we learned a lot about each other. But we had never met. Not even once. Hell, we never even talked on the phone. I guess, we were just playing with each other’s minds.So here I am,. .. and then Murphy takes over. But before the packing Mom asked, "Where are we going in Pentwater?" I've spoken to the real estate agent here. He has spoken to the realtor there. There are exactly three places for sale on the north side of the lake." I paused for the sake of drama.Mother made that motion with her hand that signifies, hurry up, asshole. We don't need no stinking drama."The house on the north east corner of Dover and Second ... it's a three story with five bedrooms up ... they. Mai to waha sahi wakt par pauch gaya tha, lakin use nahi dekha to,phone lagaya. Mitali us wakt raste pet hi.10 mint ke bad wo ayi .Use dekha to hayran hogayi mai .During chatting we exchange our photos. At that time she was little bit fatty. Lekin ab to uski 36-26-38 dekhkar mai pagal bangaya . Thori shaoli thi Mitali ,lekin khubsurat bhi. Sirf mai hi nahi aur sare ladke log bhi use ghur ke dekh rahi thi.Mitali ne kaha kahi baitna hay ya khari hoke hi bate kare? Mai jaldi se use ek restorant me. This was a steel vertical barred cell door attached at the edges to the corner of the room. All very cramped but secure but ideal for a slave to be locked in with very little movement. Not even enough room to turn around. There was no heating on and it had been a cold few days so not at all warm. He went back upstairs and turned out the lights, so I was in the pitch black. It does give the mind time to dwell on the situation. I knew that his bright ideas for a session would soon be revealed.On.