As hecalled out one of the screens in front of him which had been showingnothing but black went to visual and audio static for a few secondsbefore it ...ettled on a face.He could not recognize the face it was nearly as strange looking as themask he wore. It looked very much like the puppet from a series ofhorror movies Brad was familiar with but the person underneath the make-up was clearly female. Try as he could to figure out who this was hercheekbones were built up to a ridiculous level,. Kimberly picked her best friend up and carried her over to the sinks and spread out her legs so she could see Jennifer's pussy. Her right hand ran slowly and seductively up her leg and touched her friend's pussy. She met Jennifer's gaze and saw the affect she was having on her friend and it turned her on. Kimberly pulled down her knickers and stepped out of them and then pulled down her friend's."Are you OK, Jen?" she asked.Jennifer grinned lustfully as her head was spinning from booze but she. I followed her. She was about a head taller than me. We arrived at what seemed to be a very modest house, with some flowers at the front in makeshift pots. She opened the door and let me in a very modest accommodation with a room adjacent to a tiny kitchen. She had a double bed, but the walls were in a terrible need of fresh paint! "Sit" , she said showing the bed. "You are my first boy", I said. She laughed "I don't believe you". Since the time I knew I will fuck her, I was wondering what. So here he is, Helene thought, being very attentive to her at the hotel lounge. He’s here like a puppy wanting his ears scratched. Or like a teenager sniffing after his first girl. Helene set her martini glass down and posed the key questions. ‘So there won’t be a problem getting me the newspaper financial records? Even the list of subscribers?’ Huey glanced swiftly across the lounge. At this early hour, there were only two other people in the place. They were seated on the other side of the.