We're passing this blunt back and forth while listening to slow jams. He looks down to my feet and says, "Damn, you have some pretty feet!" I hate the...word pretty to be used on me. I could take, handsome, cute, but not pretty. I laughed it off and he says to me, "I don't know any girls that have prettier feet than you." I know he was giving me a compliment so I over looked the pretty part.He grabs both my feet, to get a closer look and then begins to message them. Trying not to choke on the. “You're one sick puppy, Victor!” she cried out, but never moved from where she was. Vic knew that because his eyes were now open and looking up at the beautiful young girl in her sexy underwear. In his mind, Josie never looked nicer. So nice, his big bulging dick responded as it always did when excited. It exploded. “Aghhhhhhhh!” he couldn’t help but groan loudly as the cream from his dick shot straight up into the air, giving poor Josie much, much more than she bargained for. "I'm . . .. "They looked kind of like something from Jurassic park. They movedfaster than a human and reacted quicker but they were still fairlyrecognizable. I mean it?d be like an amusement park or a movie if itwasn?t real life. Not like that one girl?" Larry trailed off."A girl?" Agent D asked."Someone dressed up in a costume, a witch or something," Larrydissembled.Agent D was beginning to get to know Larry pretty well. After twoseparate interviews, he was beginning to tell almost immediately whenLarry. So I watched lesson eleven. I had to admit that Joan did a good job of explaining things. She was also pleasant to look. Probably because she wasn't beautiful it was easy to see her as an artist.After the art lesson I took a long shower, then dressed in my most conservative outfit. I had more coffee then I bit the bullet and climbed into the truck. So much had happened in less than a week, it was hard to believe.The small three bedroom house had half a dozen cars parked outside. Only the truck.