"Hi Tiffany, how was your Thanksgiving, did you spend it alone?" Brendaasked."It was wonderful, maybe I should say it was perfect," she replied."Reall..., what did you do?" I spent the day at a homeless shelter and the evening at PaulBennington's apartment." Who is Paul Bennington?" He's the CEO of the department store chain I was modeling for Wednesdayevening. He asked me to join him for Thanksgiving and I thought we wouldjust have dinner somewhere nice, but he wanted me to go with him to. That’s for sure. I told her the news just as Lucy came back in a more respectable nightgown. They were floored. I stood there waiting as the two of them rushed to get changed. I kind of wanted to go and watch that but you know how that is. I was in a house, occupied by two women, and the fantasies of my mind set out. Both came back buried in winter outfits but both still seemed to look terrific nonetheless. I enjoyed how they dashed around as they put on finishing touches and did it right in. He sat and watched children play at one of the many little parks high up in the tree. He felt that if Ginna were allowed to complete her plan, even in part, all these children would suffer for the failure of those in charge to act and stop her and her minions, whom ever they might be.~Butcherblock Docks~Three days after the great tossing as the event became known had happened, Winter arrived at the Docks to track down Silor with the news he needed to know about. She finally found him at the. “What the Hell? This story might be far from finished.”Part IIIMichelle sat next to me after we finished up a round of shots. She started to rub my leg up and down. James sat next to her as he finished putting the joint out. Michelle started to rub his leg as well. James was a very quiet, soft spoken guy. He seems very feminine almost, and except for his long blonde hair, he doesn’t have a hair anywhere on his body. I found him oddly intriguing I watched as his cock grew from Michelle rubbing.