" Mindy reads everything on the site."Well, you will be an old fashion girl, you'll have no interest in computers. None at all." The old man said, his...face expressionless."That means no Fictionmania. No place for all those people to post their stories. No Rollermania or Hairmania. No chats with authors, many of my close friends I met through my web site and the TG Community. That's not fair old man. It's not right. How can you make an offer like that?" Mindy asked, anguish in her voice."Come. She got into the doggy position. I put some butter near her ass hole and with the warmness of the pussy, the butter melted in no time. I put one finger inside and she shouted:”ouch Mar gayi.” She asked me to be gentle and I started finger fucking her ass slowly and within no time one of my fingers was nicely accommodated inside the ass. Then I put my second finger and she started screaming loudly but due to the lubrication, even my 2 fingers together went inside within no time. I saw the time. The tip of Casey’s tongue caressed her lips as she mulled it over. “But there are two winners and only one loser each round,” she pointed out. “Rock, paper, scissors?” I offered as a solution.“OK, then Touch or Kiss -- who decides that?” Megan cut in sharply, her competitive instincts honed razor sharp.“Winner’s choice,” Casey declared. We all nodded, thinking that seemed fair. “But touch or kiss what?” she continued.I glanced down at the game spinner. “It’s based on chance,” I suggested. ”“Possibly,” William conceded, “though they won’t know who he is or what role he played. Several people stopped by to interview or observe them, so I doubt they’ll give him much notice.” He motioned them along as he led them to the holding cells.As they walked, Floyd leaned in, whispering to Phil.“Thanks for what you did. My wife noticed before I could say anything. Once I said what you suggested, she assured me she supported whatever I planned and was proud I sought support. She was never.