"Come in," She offered. "Sally will be right out."It was a nice big living room with what looked to be newer furniture. I sat on the beige couch while...Lee sat in a matching arm chair.I had worn my dress shoes rather than my sneakers to cut the height difference between Sally and myself by at least an inch. I shouldn't have bothered. Sally strode into the room dressed to kill. Tight leather skirt that stopped two inches above the knees of her long legs, a tight angora sweater that made her large. She held my arms and asked what is wrong? I kept quiet, she again and again asked. I told her I want to tell her something but she should not scold me or not to tell anyone. She was confused, I told I have a problem and I want her advise. She told I knew her and I can ask anything I want and I told her she should forgive me if I am wrong. I made her promise catching my hand.. But I was not able to tell still and she persuaded me by sitting near to me and holding me without suspecting my. Killing is far too good for you. I'm going to make you suffer". She began to break his ribs from the pressure of her mighty thighs and he screamed in pain and begged her to stop. "Lick my thighs cunt, worship them and maybe I'll stop. Tell me how magnificent they are and how puny yours are in comparison". He began to lick her thighs with big, long, slurping stokes of his tongue. She made him lick and worship them for an hour before allowing him to stop. "I'll give them a few weeks to heal and. Tell your girlfriend I appreciate it!”He laughed, “She only goes to about a third of the games with me. She’s not that big of a fan. I have a buddy who goes to most games with me. That’s who would have used the ticket if you weren’t here. But he got to see Game 1. If there’s a Game 5, he’ll get that one. Plus at least one in the next round.”“Well, thank him then!”We shook hands and I headed towards the hotel. When I walked into the lobby, I saw Tara. I had no idea how she knew I was in town,.