DD said the cat named herself." Then he had to explain about the rape, beating, death and resurrection of Dorothy Darling Davis. After that he told of...DD and her running rescue of the kitten when she could barely walk and the slow deaths from alcohol burns of the rapists."Holy Shit! That's an amazing woman ... dumber than a box of rocks, you said?" Millie asked."Yup," said Bill, "If they put pictures in an encyclopedia, DD Davis would be the picture of the beautiful Airhead." Then he had to. Me fir se pagal ho gaya or mene fir se mail kiya ke sorry yar mere pass abhi sach me pic.nai he bharosa karo tum muje dekh ke kahogi ke nai tum baut ache dikhte ho or bhi kahi kuch kaha tha fir uska reply aya send ur pic.. otherways bye .. or usne ye bhi kaha ke mujeTumari or kisi bat par koi interest nai he to me thoda hurt hua or mene reply diya ke koi bat nai kabhi meri zarurat hoto kahena pic..is tarah me send nai kar sakta hu . usne aj tak jo mail kiya sirf 2 line se jyada nai likha tha or. Behind the stunning, powerful woman ornamented in silk lace, a beautiful, naked man lay at her mercy.'My prisoner,' thought Nikki, the words an imperious silent shout. 'Is this what it feels like to be... dare I think it... a dominatrix? If it is…'Her breath quickened and her nipples hardened to firm points; a moist, intimate rush dampened her swelling labia. Arousal, until now a slow, simmering bed of embers, flared in a geyser of deviant flames that threatened to engulf her. Nikki spun away. So, let's see, my mom. Well, she's blond, no, not natural, good figure which probably mostly means big boobs, what would be considered a 'hot ticket' in a man's world. My mom was not shy around men. She was flirty and loved to party. My father divorced her when I was three and he came home early. Do I need to explain? Thought not. I really don't see or hear from him much except for a birthday card once a year. Her next husband, David, was a long-distance trucker, kind of rough around the edges.