I was thankful we didn’t have to walk further, it didn’t look like that great a neighborhood. As Bridget walked into the doorway and large, bounc...r type, guy approached. “May I see some ID please?” Bridget pulled out her phony ID and showed it. He gave an approving nod of his head. Then she reached back into her purse and pulled out my wallet. “Here is my slaves ID,” she said. The large gentleman gave another nod but, this time, with a small smile, and we walked in. I knew Bridget didn’t. He seems to turn up when I need him the most. David was there for us right after Trip was shot. He was there when I needed him this weekend. He is one of those special guys mothers hope their daughters will bring home. I would be happy to date him. The only problem is David already has a girlfriend who loves him, and she and I are close friends.“I was glad he was there the other night to keep Zander away from me. I’m devastated that because he defended me, he was literally blindsided by a. So with a smile and a squeeze of my hand, Ashley dragged me off to the dressing room. Once inside we locked the door of the small room. This dressing room was much better. It was more like a closet, with walls that went floor to ceiling. We dropped our bags and began removing each others clothes. Nothing was going to be tried on this time except my pussy on Ashleys tongue. We kissed as we unbuttoned each others blouses, the first one that had the others top unbuttoned got breast to feast on. I. It was the middle of summer right after they had moved in. Sooraj had asked me over to help repair the shower plumbing in the bathroom connected to Pallavi’s room. We had disgaand embled the faucet and needed a larger pipe wrench to continue the job, and Sooraj had gone to rummage through his yet unpacked boxes of tools to find one. The bathroom had two doors, one into the bedroom and the other out to the hall. As I sat waiting for Sooraj to return the door to Pallavi’s room opened. I turned to.