Blonde pussy too. Ok here’s the address ….Oh, and come in the back door, it’s open”.Another phone call “Gabe? Not in? Who are you? Since whe... has Gabe had a business partner? Well look, tell him I got a real hot blonde, real creamy white, unbelievably white. Hot blonde pussy too. Ask him if he wants a piece. Oh? Yeah, it’s a mommy. There’s some pictures of kids here that’s how I know. Not fat, not skinny. You’d like to try? OK, $500, cash. Right, here’s the address ….? The back door’s. ’ ‘In that case, fair Princess, may you find these surroundings to your approval.’ Standing behind her, he removed the black leather blindfold. The far room of the basement was completely empty save for a four-poster bed at its center, with dozens of candles mounted into the walls and casting a romantic glow upon the entire scene. A gentle breeze wafted through the curtains, causing the candlelight to flicker mesmerizingly. ‘Oh, my!!!’ He wrapped his arms around her waist, dipping his lips. I didn't know what to say; because it wasn't Jacob I wanted to spend my weekend with. I wanted to spend my weekend with Douglas. I looked over to Douglas and maybe I was thinking too much, but it seemed like he was eavesdropping on our conversation. He was taking his time packing his stuff, which again, was odd. “I don’t know Jacob. I might be busy,” I replied. Jacob was writing something on a piece of paper. He handed it to me. He then leaned towards me and whispered in my ears, “I’ll be. The wild black and white designs in front of her eyes caused her to blink several more times, and she groaned, shifting, only to find her head strapped to something… she couldn’t move her head… ‘Whaa..’ she groaned, rolling her eyes forward. Brown… wood. And brass plating. A kickboard. ‘..I swear to God, she is so…’ a voice drawled into her mind, slowly unraveling, the words being followed far too slowly by comprehension. ‘Jane!’ the words should have sounded more like panic, not… amusement..