Our meal over, we made our way back to my house.Back home we got a bottle of Sancerre from the fridge and four glasses. We made ourselves comfortable ...n the pair of two sofas to enjoy our wine. After a glass, I suggested to the girls it might be an opportune time to make our way upstairs to relax even more.Once in my bedroom, Annie told us in no uncertain matter that we were here to pleasure our birthday girl. “Strip the slut, take off your clothes and kneel to await my return.” Annie then. As I sat there I looked at myself, the way she made my eyes look like Iwas surprised, my lips so full and hot pink, my hair, my natural colorbut long and cut into a page boy style. The maids uniform, the lace onthe collar hiding the lock and the uniform itself hiding the rest of thelocks except the ones on my wrists.The only thing going through my mind was, as soon as I was out of thiscrazy place I would cut this crap off and never think about it again.That's when she brought me back to her. Every time, when I hear his name, or listen to his music on the radio, my mood swing begins to get hypnotize right into his voice. When, I watch his videos, I just fantasize about him and me making passion love, I had pray and ask God, “can you make this possible’”? Or, “Do we have a future together?” As I continue on praying, I’ve saw a vision of us getting together. I’ve dreamt about him so often, its make my pussy so wet and hot. “If I have his number?” “Will I call him?” I ask myself that. Well, at least it smelled like coffee. The taste left something to be desired but I needed the pick me up. I stood up and took my jacket off. Preacher almost jumped out of his chair when he saw the vest and the two bullets still stuck in it."What the hell happened, Harry? Man, whoever shot you sure meant business!" Just help me get this thing off before I go home will you? I am too sore to lift my arms high enough to take it off."He came over and helped me lift it over my head and examined the.