Someone who would tell her what to do and how to do it. She said she would do whatever was asked, no questions. Neither of us were sure if this was a .../s type thing, but we both loved the idea where it was going. "So, are you ready to start this?" I emailed her. "Yes sir." She replied back."Look at your schedule and tell me when you are free." I told her. "My husband works late on Thursday nights, maybe I can be free from five until about eight on Thursday. I would have to meet you right after. Ok 1st, these 3 fine ass thicc ass white girls come out the club, im sittin in my car just beatin my shit to all da meat, there’s this huge ass construction dumpster behind the club, the girls go behind it to pee and my car is lined straight up with them and it’s pretty close, so they start pullin they pants down, I mean these bitches was fire, I get the jelly out and start strokin, this one brunette had the fattest tan ass, and they takin they time, not knowin Im there, but I swear the blonde. She toldme only what I already knew: that she became in the family way whileworking for my mother, had to be let go, and bore and raised the childon her own. The father was unknown.I told Lisa I wished to meet her mother again. She could notreasonably object, although she obviously wished she could come along.For this interview, however, I did not want her.Charles drove me to Mrs. Thimble's modest home in Somerville. Ialighted from the carriage and surveyed my destination. It was asimple. ?Doesn?t he look all cutesy, Ken?? Ken, intent on Pok?mon Red.,? didn?t reply. In spite ofhis agony, Giles was once again silently amazed at how beautiful Stephanielooked, bending over the birdbath in her tight yellow dress. But it wasdifficult to concentrate on an erection when you?ve not been allowed to pee intwelve hours. Giles bent over, gritting his teeth. Had Ken locked ALL thebathroom doors? Giles suspected so?he knew it. Giles hadtried his personal bath in the master bedroom (not that.