When they first meet she thought this girl was upbeat and happy. Yet as she watch and listened to this girl she could see the pain in her eyes. She re...ched back in her bag and pulled out a pill bottle. “Here” She said as she held out two pills. Without even asking what they where Sherry down them with a shot of a Boone’s Farm. She laid her head back and closed her eyes for a moment then continued with her story. “Then he said that my grandma took me into her arms and marched across the room. Mary, it's me, Chad. I thought we were suppose to meet here at the club tonight. Come on down when you get this. I'll be waiting. Love ya! A tingle moved up and down Mark's body as the voice sounded from the speakers. Mark listened again. This time he couldn't sit still as an intense feeling of arousal ran up and down his body. Who did the voice say he was? Mark listened again as his nipples grew harder and sensitive. Mary! That's what he called me! And who was he? Mark listened. Then I started to raise up a couple of inches then back down, each time increasing the length of the strokes until finally I was to the point that only the head of her prick was left in my throbbing fuck hole before dropping down hard, swallowing all 12 fat inches deep in my shit hole.***Well, everything's packed for our trip to New Orleans, for the party to end all parties, Mardi Gras! What better place for us three girls to celebrate Tishelle's 1 year anniversary of her new found happiness in. She printed hers out. We were finished and would have them ready for in the morning.Agnes said, “We finished that, Eric. Now, let’s kiss for a bit.” I didn’t need a second invitation. We spent some wonderful time kissing and Agnes tried to melt her body into mine.We finally broke it off. I said, “Agnes, that’s a powerful incentive to get things done.”She smiled at me. “It’s just that it makes us slow to start the next thing on our list.”“True, history next?”“Yes, my Viking.” I handed her.