At first Brooke thought it was by mistake as the dildo was placed at the opening of her tiny asshole. But as the huge object was forced farther and fa...ther into her virgin ass, she knew what she was going to have to endure. Brooke screamed as the big ugly girl pounded her ass. Then she felt the first slap on her ass cheek. “ Fuck me you little bitch!” yelled the big ugly girl. Carli moved in front of Brooke and forced her head into her soaking pussy. “ Now make this little whore scream! I want. " "Will? What will? My dad said he was leaving everything to me, but he didn't say he had no will. "Look I got all my daddy's stuff when we left Texas. That was four years ago. I gave away dad's trailer to my cousin; I didn't want it. So if this has anything to do with that . . ." "No, no, nothing to do with that. It's about the stock he had. A thousand shares of Allied Chemical. He bought them when the company was new, more than fifty years ago actually. He bought in at ten dollars a share.. Greg knocked on the door. Inside his bedroom, Harry stared at the door wondering who would knock on it. Usually, if someone wanted him they just bellowed. He went over and opened it. Surprised to find his father at the door, he asked, “What?’Smiling at the surprised reaction of his son, Greg said, “Why don’t you get dressed and we’ll go look for a car?”“A car?” Harry asked.“Yes. I figure we have enough time before your date to find a good car for you,” Greg said. He turned away and then turned. You see the same people every day and when you immerse yourself in your job, as both Sasha and I did, there is little time for sightseeing or socializing. Sharing a few moments together was good tonic for both of us, a chance to sound off a little and give words to thoughts usually left unsaid. Sasha, short for Sasheen, was the only child of two world-class classical musicians. Her father was principal violinist with the Los Angeles Philharmonic, her mother a cellist with the same ensemble..