Rosy was in needed for an assistance which she called me without hesitating. I followed with her to her home since it was about to down pour heavily. ...he welcomed me properly and i placed her things in the hall. All of a sudden it started down pouring heavily nearher home we both got drenched a little. my mom called my i told her that im safe in my friend’s home since it was holiday the next day i will come home 2moro. I asked her where is her family she said that her husband is gone to his. I took the memory cell from the camera along with the towel that had the dirty eating utensils and stuffed them into the post office box. I came home and we worked on the flooring. One more day and our home would be finished.The next ten days it was business as usual as far as Cassie and her pipeline were concerned. Wallace was there every day except on the two Sundays. The fourteenth of May was a Monday. Wallace drove in and Cassie was in a separate car behind him. She parked near the porch. So what’s the scoop with the catheter? I thought everything was OK.”“Nerve-wise it is. But the muscle damage was pretty extensive and it hasn’t completely healed so I, uh, leak. They gave me the option of the catheter or what amounts to diapers. It’s only a couple of weeks and I do NOT want to wet myself like a baby. Not to mention that would mean my mom would have to help change my diapers.”“Uh, yeah, I think I’d opt for a catheter at that point, too.”“Don’t worry, Mike. They said everything. 21 years old.Very fair and innocent looking(which I am not).One fine day, I got an email from a lady regarding her sexual problems and she wanted to resolve those.So I asked what was the problem. Initially she wasn’t free with me and asked all my details as she was afraid to have it with a stranger.After gaining faith in me she started chatting with me freely. She told me that she could not get pregnant because her husband has a very low sperm count and asked me if I could help her getting.