Your personal Sir Lancelot at your service, milady. Always happy to be here for you. But you know that. We've been friends for," he paused for a momen... then continued, "two years, eight months, and about three weeks." What the hell? You actually know how long we've known each other down to the week?" No, I know it to the day, actually. We met on the 31st of August, 2009. You are one of my few real friends, after all," he said with a warm smile."That's nice to know," she said and then kissed him. I wasn't having any luck spotting Vicky though, and the area near the stage where I last saw her getting fucked, there was now some chick in a hot pink blouse blowing a group of guys, including the one who was previously fucking Vicky. I then put my eyes to the stage, and sure enough, there was Vicky!Up on stage while the music blared, Vicky was on her hands and knees, satin skirt bunched around her waist with her black, satin and lace bra and panties on full display. She had her shiny panties. And anyway, if you like her, then she can sell the house for us."That produced another round of tears. I went and sat next to her and patted her back. She tried to cuddle in, but I moved away. That produced more tears. Eventually she was composed, and I made a mug of coffee, but we didn't talk much. We just sat in silence until she had drunk her coffee, when she left. She kissed me on the cheek as she went out of the front door "Happy Anniversary. My darling Tim." Some Anniversary!I phoned Rose. “Mistress, when I see you, like this above me, I can only think of one thing. That is to offer myself to you. To beg for you to grant me this boon and ravish me. Plead for you to end this torture and impale me on your cock. Please Mistress, I ache to feel you inside me. I dream of you night and day. No one has my heart and my desires as much as you do. I beg you dear Mistress, implore you to put me out of my misery. Fuck me Mistress, please fuck me.” Crystal likes this part best. She’d never.