One year later on Jake and Tammy’s anniversary f******n masked heavily armed men entered a restaurant in Mexico where Pablo Diaz and his family were...having dinner, his body guards were quickly dispatched. Standing in front the booth where he his wife and three young daughters sat, I pulled off my mask and said one year ago my wife and I were celebrating our anniversary in a setting much like this, your people d**ged us then took us to your hog farm they removed and sold my k**ney, repeatedly. Now on to the story...The remainder of her trip that year went as eventful as it can. We could not literally take our hands and mouths off each other. I would usually grab her breasts from behind. She would sway open her legs when I'm directly across her to tease me. She wore the tightest of shirts and dresses and the shortest of shorts to show off her perfectly tanned (and toned) body to me. Those will be one of her most memorable visits as of late. Here are some of the stories of heaven over. Mxyzptlk disappeared, to be replaced by the image of Batmite, a playful but inept imp that Batman had last seen more than a decade ago.************************************** Twenty minutes later, the figure laid out on the floor of the Batcave started to stir. Slowly lifting her head, she looked about and saw that she was on the floor of the Batcave, which she recognized, even though her thoughts were still blank. Shaking her head back and forth to try and clear the cobwebs, she noticed. When it was over, she pulled me up to kiss me. She cleaned herself with a moist towelette, then cleaned me as well. She wrote something on the back of her card and signed it, handing it back to me. I turned to leave, but she called me back. "A little thank you, dear," she said, passing me some folded up bills. I kissed her and left. I palmed the money and went back to my table, where I found my clothes waiting for me. I dressed and wrote the style numbers on her cards, handing them to the woman.