I have been given the gift of stopping time. The first time it was so weird. I was just singing and snapping my fingers and I saw everyone around me s...op and go and stop and go. I thought it was the weed and i was tripping balls. But I wasnt. And my mischievous horny mind was going to have a lot of fun with this. So aside from this my birthday was pretty normal. Cake, presents, but I also got some fantastic seats to go see Monday Night Raw a couple weeks from then. I am a huge fan! And. " All right. Raymond will press for two -- which is all I admitted that you have. I've told him that he'd better bring two hundred thousand if he's serious." Mort settled into a chair and waved the women into two others. "That's about fair market -- the auction brought more than was expected. If I know Raymond, he'll talk one up with his private buyers and keep one until after it is sold, then display it. That's what I would do. If he works at it, he'll make twenty-five thousand or so that way. Tiny black knickers and stockings. “Wow, my favourite Mich.” I responded. “Let’s eat first.” Said Mich, “Then perhaps a quick fuck before we go to bed.”We ate and chatted, getting to get to know ourselves more. We had a lot in common, more than just an eagerness for sex. When we had finished eating, Doug stood. “I’m sorry Dee, I can’t wait anymore, I want to take you on the sofa.” He took her by the hand and led her out to the sitting room. Mich pulled her chair out and patted her lap for me to. Mr. Foster’s instructions faded slightly, and he became increasingly disappointed with his own actions over the last few days.You were never really dating* Brandi,” he tried to tell himself, but even in his own head, he knew that didn’t justify his actions. He loved her - he’d loved her since they’d first met. Being with Rita had been wrong. On some level, he’d always known that, even as they were knocking demonic boots.But over the last few days, he’d gone completely out of control.Almost.