Bemused, I stopped strumming my guitar. The reaction was instant. The lights darted away from my house in all directions. Within a few seconds, they w...re all gone.After a bit of staring around into the night, I convinced myself that I had nodded off and dreamed the lights. I decided that if I were that tired I should hit the sack. Setting my guitar on the dresser, I undressed and got into bed. Before long, I was asleep.An hour or two later, a sound woke me. It was a strange twanging sound. In. .you know, under the table stuff?" she asked Gerald. "I think only when times are good, Gloria. Let's just say I'm seeing why this firm does so well, now." Gloria laughed, catching on: "This is an incentive, right?" "Yeah, you could say that." "Oh, am I an incentive? Is that all I am to you?" she asked w/ a mocking tone. "Oh, no oh no...you're a terrific worker, very important to me. But you have to admit, a very sexy one. I'd call that a bonus...one hell of a fucking bonus." Gloria liked this. "Please fuck me, Trevor." “You want to feel this dick inside you, baby?” "Mmmhmm...” Trevor unbuckled his belt and whipped his big, juicy, long dick out. It was so hard and he wanted her so bad that his dick was hot and throbbing. He pushed her blue panties to the side and spread her legs. Hazel screamed when he entered her. She could feel every inch of him. Trevor groaned and grunted back. Her pussy was so warm, it shot bolts up his spine when it squirmed and shook with pleasure. Hazel tilted. What is the audience thinking? It’s too far away for me to read the comments, but what if they hate it? What if they don’t find me good enough? Will Mara cancel the adoption? Will she hate me?I really wish I could just turn off whatever part of my brain was panicking and pretend I’m into it, but I can’t. In a last attempt to find something to save me I look back at Mara, still uninterested in me or the stream. Is this why she adopted me? Was it just for content? How could she be so loving.