It was a little lonely sleeping on my own.When I had breakfasted on Tuesday, I phoned Fran, there was still nocontact from the blackmailer. Fran's bos... had given her a message for me.He was very interested in Max and Chunk. He wanted me to trawl as muchinformation as I could. I was going to have a rehearsal session withDolores and Maggie that afternoon.It was a quiet day at the shop. I had the chance to spend some time withCarol. She is a really sweet person. She is caring and funny. She was. .. Please," she stammered unsure what he intended.She was looking around desperate for help but followed him passively, still holding his hand as if taking an evening stroll in the park.But Mandy couldn't worry about her friends anymore. She had pressing problems of her own. On her back the nasty cons hand deep up inside her Mandy's tried to get herself free. But it was useless. The man's hand was twisting, his cock banging with fury up her rear. His wrist was pulling out long enough to stretch. .. Well, you know that phrase, 'he thinks with his dick', well I think that's because when his cock is full of blood, his brain must be empty. So as he began to fuck me, I asked him how he would feel about it, and...I'll tell you next Thursday!"Hayley didn't have any problem finding a suitable story, and she repeated the same sequence later that night.On Thursday, it turned out that both husbands, in the heat of passion, said it would really turn them on to watch their wives with another guy.. “Not at all, you were great,” says Samantha. “That Ruby’s a real hyena.” She orders a glass of wine for herself and a glass of mineral water for Ellenor. “Is Jake her boyfriend?” says Ellenor. Samantha laughs. “Try her sugardaddy,” she says. “Quite disgusting, really!” They get themselves a table, and sit and watch the crowd. There are all types of sexual preferences in there. Transvestites in full outfits are flirting with the gay guys, or standing in their own little groups. The only thing.