"Aren't these just darling," she cooed to Frankie. "Don't you love theankle strap? And just this little strap over the top of the instep. Anda stile...to heel, too. Why Frankie, you'll be able to show off yourpretty painted toe-nails when you wear these. And you won't have toborrow a pair of my heels either." Lisa smiled smugly at Frankie andturned to Valerie. "You know, he was wearing a pair of my heels when Icame home and caught him all dressed up like a girl. Can you imagine?"Valerie. ‘I think,’ he started, ‘I think I would like that. You still at the same place?’ Jolene nodded. ‘What time should I expect you?’ Keith checked his watch. ‘Dad won’t be up much more than an hour, make it an hour and a half and that should be fine.’ ‘Ok, well call me if you can’t make it,’ she said and squeezed his hand again. Jolene hadn’t even realized up to that point that she was still holding onto his hand. She blushed and gave him an embarrassed smile as she pulled her hand away. ‘See you. I wonder if he thought he tasted a new salad dressing flavor." Damn you, Eric! I hate being blackmailed and it's even worse when my own son is the blackmailer. What do you want?" The first thing I want you to do is dump Burton and any other lovers. I don't care how you do it." Done!" The next thing I want you to do is go get cleaned up. I want you to go make yourself nice and pretty for me." My mother gasped. She immediately jumped to the right conclusion."We can't do that, Eric! You're my. Bis auf das Kopfgeschirr, die Koecher und die Stiefel nackt schuetzt nun noch nicht einmal der schmale Lederstreifen meine Fotze. Dann muss ich mich ruecklings auf den Tisch legen, und bekomme die Scheuklappen ueber den Augen verschlossen. Ich muss die Beine anziehen, die Koecher werden auf meine Oberschenkel gelegt, so das meine Scheide weit geoeffnet ein gutes Ziel bietet. Anschliessend schiesst jeder der Maenner mit einer Luftpistole und kleinen Pfeilen abwechselnd auf meine Punze. Der der.