Hey, I'd be a shrink's wet dream if I ever sat down on a couch and spilled my guts. But I figure there's enough craziness in the world anyway. I figur... if a kink doesn't involve chopping up hookers or diddling six-year old boys like the Moonwalker himself, whose it hurting anyway, right? In the big picture of things, my little fondness for sticky knees and sleazy peep shows doesn't even register.Back to the cocksucking. Thesedays I've got me two places in particular that I frequent to. ” She replied. “How about we go to our usual spot?”We had found our usual spot when we got lost on a road trip once. It was a car park at the end of a narrow mile long road that allowed people to park up and walk into a nearby forest. The thing was that the car park was never used. Well at least not while we were there. This made the spot perfect for having sex in my car. And we had done this a lot. “Ok fine but hurry up” She demanded. And I was happy to oblige. Luckily the spot was only 15. I greeted him and shook hands and I realised that was the hand I had been jerking off with a minute ago, he was tall and lean and had a deep voice, so we came inside the house and I talked about the product he was here to look at and I made the sale so I sat on my office chair to start to do up an invoice, the gas has gone from the chair so it sits abit to low, he stood next to me and told me his details so I could type them in, then he said to me what that window there you have open, the one. ”Christy: “Dad owns the security company, John...”Beth: “It was the first one he ever started...”Christy: “And Mom wrote the software...”Beth: “And I could bypass your security system as easily as Christy could...”Christy: “Dream on, Big Sister...”Beth: “Well, almost as easily as Christy could...”Christy: “Still, Dream on, Big Sister...”Beth: “Well, I could still get in if I really wanted to get in.”I was getting whiplash trying to follow the conversation.Beth: “What book royalties, John?”Me:.