The next time the gang gets together for few beers and story telling well, Id have one to tell. You would not believe it but when that time came aroun... I didn't feel like telling my story. I guess that I didn't need to say anything after all because 10 minutes later Steph just happened to walk around the corner and bumped straight into our group of friends. The next thing I knew Steph was hugging and kissing me like we were going out for months but the best part was my friends were speechless. . creative differences with Stephen and wanted to try some stuff on my own - less mainstream stuff. I’m going to put up a Kickstarter for it, but once I do, Stephen’s going to be pissed.”Max sat back and considered her. “If you’re asking about money, you should probably be talking to Nick.”Paige shook her head. “No. I’m pretty sure I can raise the money. A lot of people come to the site specifically for me. I just like working with you. You’re smart. We have similar senses of humor. And I. Waves of pleasure rippled through her, with waves of repulsion after. She was in disbelief at how much she enjoyed it. She was sure this was down to those audio files, they must be perverted in some way to make her feel like this. She listened through the audio file in it's entirety, and found how perverted the files got as they went on. Speaking of how good dogs smell, their breath and fur, and how their warmth is like a perfect hug that fills you up; how the sound of panting and barking send. Tim's voice brought my eyes and attention back to him and as he spoke I listened.Tim told me Betty had been coming over to them for over seven years now. My mind did some quick math and I put the first time around the year of 1999. On her second visit the three of them were down here in the room going at it hot and heavy. Because the room is sound proof and the fact they had left the door open. They never heard my wife come into the house. It seems Betty had made the mistake of parking her car.