-“wait Chris… this is wrong, someone could come, maybe we should… ah!”He smashed her head on the sofa, his hand covering all her face, he then...took his tie and put it inside her mouth then tide it.-“ Now you won’t speak, all I want to hear is your moans when my dick will make you cum ! Oh and by the way… Call me Sir !” and as he said that, he slapped her white ass that bounced from the hit, she screamed and he continued spanking her until it turned red, he got on his knees to and took his dick,. "Yes?" She asks.I.. I am just here with my wife Gina and I couldn't help but notice the incredible glow your beauty represents. You should be in magazine covers. ---She quickly interrupts me."Here - take these books and pay for them; and while you are at it, hold my bag," she says in a demanding manner.I want to say no. But I can't. I purchase the books for her and then walk out the store by her side."So where is your wife?" "She is across the mall in that shoe store. She is the tall latin. A flickering, fiery glow that reminded me of the light coming from the fireplace.Then I recalled seeing fire that wasn’t in a fireplace: my apartment.I rolled out of bed. It had reverted to its original twin size. I looked around at the room. Everything seemed normal. I didn’t feel any different. I recalled the song I sang to Lisa before our massive mutual orgasms and then passing out.Lisa looked up at me. She looked beautiful, lying on my bed, only covered with my old quilt up to her waist.. " And how does it feel?" Harris said as he came around the side of his desk. "And get your feet off my desk." My feet aren't on your desk. My legs are. I made sure my shoes didn't touch your desk. And besides, you put your feet on your desk all the time." Well, the key word there is 'your, ' as in my desk. Now move your butt so I can sit down."Dodson chuckled and got up to sit in a chair on the other side of the desk as Harris took back his seat, the joking conversation typical of the two..