Jay is straight, married with 2 k**s, and an amazing friend. Even though we don't live close anymore, we still try to get together as often as possibl.... I still live in the town where we grew up. Jay comes home as often as he can to see his mom (his dad died when we were in college). Jay was just home for Christmas. We got together for coffee and to exchange presents. I had gotten him some cologne that he liked. As I unwrapped my gift from him, I could tell sometkng was up based on the. Even with other powerful family members asking when would there be a little child on the way, Cindy would just change the subject as she tried her best to hide her intentions from the larger family circle.So it was logical for Walter to decide to hire ten of the best private investigators in New York City two months back, to do a complete check on what had happened to his wife. Could it be some earlier child abuse that forced a second personality that suddenly surfaced after all those years, or. Stan’s favorite masturbation-material-memory was of a slightly tipsy woman who once came into the store, and, either brazenly or unknowingly, allowed him a long, unobstructed view of her panty covered pussy. He remembered vividly the deep outline of her puffy pussy lips and the wild pubic hairs escaping on either side of her moist, fragrant, pit. In his ever evolving fantasy, the woman continued to flirt with him until she dragged him back to the storeroom and fucked him repeatedly. Since then,. Suddenly you slap my pussy hard. I whimper in shock. Get on your knees on the floor. NOW. I do as I am told, kneeling down in the mess that was, earlier this evening, your dinner. The congealed gravy has pooled all over the linoleum tiles, and there are peas everywhere. The steak lies in front of where Im kneeling. Now look at this mess. You tut, mocking me. I think you need to clean our kitchen floor, bitch. And I think you should clean it with your tongue. So, get to it. And with that, you.