” “My grandfather tells of a velvet red tapestry wall paper that was left in the room she was murdered in, to honor her memory.” “Thank you f...r that very entertaining story” John extended his hand out to the man in a friendly gesture. They headed back to the Italianate turn of the century Victorian, finding parking three blocks away on a steep angled hill typical to San Francisco. Haunted or not it was still majestic with enormous bay windows, wide eaves with brackets and tall arched windows. The need to be touched was so great I fought to stay still pushing my hips in to the floor to keep from rock up at his foot hovering mere inches from my throbbing wet pussy. I could feel pussy juice running down my ass pooling on the hard wood floor under me Knowing I would not get to cum at all if I moved. I stayed perfectly still at his feet screaming inside tears soaking in to my hair my desire becoming almost painful A long low moan escaped my lips when his foot touched me again. I hadn’t. The people they know who might be able to take them are already starting to be picked up. Now they have to deal with the possibility that they might never get selected or that they will end up having to go through something like what Dean put his girls through in that televised special."Jessica giggled. "You might like that."Millicent whirled to look at Jessica. The face of Millicent was white in shock and fear. "Do you really think that way about me?" she whispered so softly that at first I. "Proud of you for doing what I was tooafraid to do myself? Yes, Son. I'm proud of you. The real question thatbegs to be asked is whether or not I'm proud of myself and the answeris...No. I'm not proud of myself. Its not a secret between the two of usthat I just got off on lighting your cigarette for you. For crying outloud! You're wearing a white wedding dress and you look like you walkedoff the pages of Glamour magazine!"I blew a puff of smoke in the air and kissed him on the cheek..