Dave stood for a few seconds on the edge of the dance floor, and then felt a pair of feminine arms wrap around him.He spoke over his shoulder, catchin... a glimpse of brunette hair as he turned. “Hmmmm. Delightful arms. Shorter than me. Brunette. Seems very loving and affectionate. OOOH! Likes to grind her mons into my ass. Let me narrow that down a little ... would you care to dance, Patti?”There was a small squeak. “How’d you know it was me?”“How’d you know I was Dave? I like you and am. Delicate, Doctor Lorenzo. I...it's..."Nothing sensible was coming out, and Karen's panic could only get more intense, if she didn't find a way to blurt out her concern. She tried hard to concentrate; she had had plenty of time - all day to plan what to say, but her logic had gone, and here she was, blathering again.Finally: "It's a question of...toilet, Doctor." Ah!" responded Doctor Lorenzo. "I see, a question of toilet. I suspect that you mean you are suffering from a bout of constipation, is. They showed me how to start and I helped them as well, so from there on things got interesting." I said with a smile."Interesting? But you're able to do all this, why couldn't you just stop them in the beginning, wouldn't that have saved some time." He asked seriously.I shook my head, "I couldn't for two reasons. The first is that I wasn't sure how powerful I was and the second is I wouldn't do that without reason – but finally I realised that I was the only one who could stop them, it's the. Special to my friend who work in htc, became my best pal in understanding me ( thank you honey). I got many mail from reader but I couldn’t responded because I was busy as I have to look into my hubby’s company if I get time I will do it. And I don’t have time to write fake stories. I didn’t have time to continue but after many mail I thought to write it. So I start were I stopped.Now previously I was tired of blow job with kiran & slept I my house & wake up by 8am in morning. I took bath &.