The same day that Miss Cross removed the exact same amount from one of her accounts. It would never hold up in court but ... the man doesn’t really ...are about the legal system.”Liz’s glare didn’t lessen in the least.“So now I have to worry about you dropping something on me that I might have forgotten to tell you if I don’t let you walk all over me, is that it?” she said.“No,” I said. “Liz, I didn’t have him even pull your tax records. I didn’t do this to hurt you. I did it to insulate you from. “Hard day?” she asked. She didn’t know the half of it! And I knew exactly what she meant!“It’s harder now you are in charge” I replied.“Good” was all she said.I smiled.She leant forward to stand up. “Right, off to my imaginary boyfriend”.As she leant forward she lifted her arms, her top lifted at the back, and I noticed handwriting on her lower back.‘Wanna Fuck?’I stared, not sure if I was seeing things. She turned her head, making sure I had seen it. Then walked straight out the door, turning. .My parents met when my father took a trip to Colombia .He was 20 , my mum was 18 and they enjoyed each other very much ..Three months after my dad returned .. he received a letter from mum saying that she is pregnant.Gentleman he was my father returned to Colombia , married my mum and took her back home with him.He dropped out of college and took a low paying job in order to support his family.My mother was a little bit high maintenance and she was always giving him a hard time.After a couple. There was nothing like watching bukake and stroking my meat stick, and after about fifteen minutes of hard stroking I shot a monster load all over my hands. Normally I would just grab the sock and wipe myself up, but for some reason I decided to lick my hand clean. To my surprise it wasn’t bad at all. To think of all that wonderful man cream I'd wasted over the years. Now it was time to visit a chat room or two. I spent about an hour trying to find someone to talk to but all I could find were.