STANDARD DISCLAIMER: The following story is entirely fictional, the characters, likenesses, and over all the whole basis of this story is not real. Th... scenes of extreme torture depicted in this story must not be repeated, even with consent?Emeraude was really pleased, as the party seemed to be on a right path? no, it was not the fact of having a successful party, those parties were a common event. Every month during the school year and every two weeks on vacations her house greeted to all the. ' She thought, before he had ignored the page and now the frantic call to his cell phone.Just then the phone answered. "Hi, this is Ryan and I can't take your call now. Leave a message and I'll get back to you."Patricia slumped into the chair and waited for the beep. After it had stopped beeping, she said, "Ryan, I'm sorry. I hope you get this message in time. If you meet a woman named Samantha tonight, avoid her at all costs. She will ruin your life, our life together. I love you."Ryan didn't. I would love to see you serve. I’ve been trying to teach some of our older team members how to improve their slice serve... “Now that we have covered our tennis criteria for the day, come let me give each of you a hug, so we can start off our year together as friends.”Rachel wasted no time. She stepped up face to face with Coach Anna, and before our young coach knew what was about to happen, Rachel pulled her close to kiss both her cheeks, as she pressed her titties against Coach Anna’s. " Oh, you," she was laughing now as she slugged my arm, "you want to buy some for your date?" Maybe," I shrugged my shoulders and liked her use of the word date, "nice slick hands can really be nice." I can't believe we're really doing this," my wife spoke as we sat down in the comfortable seats in the upper left corner of the theater as agreed, "I bet they don't show up." They'll show," I sounded more confident than I really was, "he saw your picture," I put my arm around my wife and kissed.