Opening it, she listed her cell number, e-mail address, and home number in one of the quarters, and wrote in the opposite corner:You're beautiful, Cha...se. I don't know if anyone tells you that often, but you are. I've wanted to get to know you for a while now, and I guessed that today would be as good a day as any. Please call me whenever you can, I'd love to talk to you!Your λες Admirer, Lessy MacDougalI wasn't sure what I felt after reading her message. Everyone knows what "λες" means ("les". Her two meaty hands dived into the butchers’ apron, tied about her considerable girth. He would have gulped if he had been able to when she about-faced and squatted down on the ground to cut some of the long stalks down. Before they left, the crofter set about pushing back in the straw that had fallen to the ground, hitching up the listing kilt, and flicking some of the dried lumps of horseshit from the front of the pink monstrosity. Every week they came back, gathering more of the little. “But I haven't made you happy yet.”“You do make me happy, sweetheart,” I said. “The night is young.”“And am I,” Selene said with a swirl of her tongue over lips. She looked positively feral.“You wanted to see the town?” I asked. “Did you come prepared?”Selene reached into her purse and pulled out an ID. It was a good fake and her age read 21 on it. “Is this good, daddy?”I nodded my head. “It is. Get dressed. We're going out.”Selene hopped off the bed gleefully and went to her suitcase to pick. I took out my hard dick and started to wank in front of my laptop. Suddenly I noticed that something moved on the patio. I didn’t do anything not to scare away the cat that I thought it was. I just kept on watching porn, stroking my hard dick at the same time. I then realized that it was a person. I tried to stay calm, giving the person the impression that I had not seen him. I was reaching for my phone to call the police when it hit me, it was Rose. I pretended that I had not seen her and.