At about midnight Patsy said that it was time for them to go. Karen got up and bent over to me and whispered in my ear, her room number and to wait 5 ...inutes, and then she kissed me with a big wet kiss and left with her friend. I waited five minutes and went up to the room, hoping that she didn't play a trick on me. After a light knock on the door, it opened and Karen was there dressed in an oversize T-shirt as she had already undressed. "Come in" she said in a sexy husky voice. She pulled me. Had them for a long time!” “That does sound nasty, like maybe . . have I ever seen him . . uh . . hard? Have haven’t seen that many men hard since you and I . . ohh! - put it in again! . . . since we became a pair.” “I believe you said that you have . . seen his rod rigid.” Shannon went back to working the dildo in and now she was making it more a serious fucking motion. “God, I’m stumped. It can’t be my ex. Haven’t seen him since before the divorce. My last liaison, the guy was thick. Fisk answered, "The owner asked me to bring it to Merrill Field for its overhaul." You don't happen to have his number so I can verify that, would you?" asked the attendant.Fisk gave him the first number that came to mind who would verify the story, Ralph Yost's cell phone, now in the possession of the CIB. When the attendant called the officer noted the caller ID and five minutes later called the attendant back on another line. When the man described Fisk, the officer warned him not to. My hands drawing circles rise slowly up from your ankles, along your calves, pausing at your inner thighs, then move around and up over your belly to again cup those magnificent breasts. I pause to admire your total nakedness in the mirror. My hand ventures slowly down to your moist slit; feeling the smoothness of the your shaved mound; before running, sliding up and down your swelling lips. Gently I part them; and admire the view of you, of your body, of your sex, in the mirror. My hands move.