”“Did with me,” I chuckled. “OK, got here. Won’t be long.”“Thanks ... er...”“Yes?”“Um, I don’t suppose you could get me up to ...he seventh, only the fifth isn’t much use for me in my current state?”“Sure, just grab the rubber banana as you head up.”“Rubber banana?”“The door stop on the landing floor. It’s keeping the doors open.”“Oh right, sure.”“Moving now, I’ll keep it slow.”“Thanks.” A pause. “Got the banana,” came a giggle.“I’ll want it back,” I chuckled.“You’ll have to find it. I’ve hidden. "That depends on who is asking. Seems to me that a friend would know she works." The cowboy's face muscles twitch in anger. "Just who in hell are you, mister? I'm Pard Dixler and Nikkie and I are very close friends. I have been helping her out with things since she moved in here. I spent a couple nights here with her when it was storming." Spade noticed the man's chest seems to expand a couple more inches as he says that. Spade grins and stands up. "She hired me to work around here and I just. " I said, closing my phone and putting it on the coffee table left of my feet, Martin's feet right of mine.I unpaused and resumed the slaughter. "Picnic tomorrow. Just me." Don't fucking distract me!" He said, anger increasing with every snipe."Heh heh heh heh heh!" I laughed. I whipped his ass a few more times before he gave up, an angry kick of the table, and walked to his room. I watched the tube til it was late, and Marin and I watched a movie going to bed at about 1. I crashed, and woke up. I will message you later.I was holding my dick reading the conversation again and again. I was looking at her Whatsapp photo while doing masturbation. Again in the evening, I messaged her did the plumber come. She replied yes and thanked me once again.After I didn’t message her because her husband might be home in the evening and I don’t want to disturb her. I received a message from her at night saying goodbye and I was busy with my friends and forgot to reply her.The next day again I sent a.