I walked slowly, trying not to irritate my cum filled, gaping hole. Sperm ran down my thighs as I limped to the car and finally sat down easily for th... ride home. We stopped and got my clothes and I found my purse and lit up a cigarette to smoke as we drove to my house. I wasn’t going to have sex for at least a few days after this and I just wanted to get home and soak in a nice cold tub of water. I thanked my ride and tried to enter my house incognito, but with so many people living in one. . ah ... didn’t think you guys were seriously interested in fashion,” I admitted.“Yuri and Roc showed us pictures of the girls you date and some of the models you’ve taken out. I mean, seriously, I would kill to go out with that Victoria’s Secret model,” Tristan said as their explanation.Someday, if they made it to the major leagues, they very well might date a model. I mean seriously, if that goof of a pitcher could be with Kate Upton, then they surely had a chance.“I agree. I love my. I think this business could do alright, but a lot of it hinges on you." Thanks. I hope we see you again," Sara forced herself to say with as nice a smile as she could summon.A few days later, Sara received a box from FedEx. It also had a letter in it. It said:Sara you are beautiful. I think the future of the business your husband wants to sell depends a lot on you. Here is a new dress. Let's see how you look in it and how it affects business. I want you to wear the dress and the boots you had. I took the car key and rapped on the window. It did the job. Sara sat upright, then swung around, leaning away from the window. She looked embarrassed when she saw it was me.She unlocked the door and opened it. "I'm sorry. I must have fallen asleep." Did I scare you?" Maybe a little." I'm sorry."My jacket was folded up, resting in her lap. She picked it up, got out of the car and let Jill in. Jill leaned over and put Bozo in the back seat, telling him to stay, then slid over to the middle. Sara.