In this story let’s call her Leah, n my wife Chia. Leah and Chia never knew each other of course. Leah and I met when I was trying to hook her up wi...h a friend of mine. Turns out that things just didn’t go the way it was supposed to be since there was a conflict between the families. Leah and I talked more n more often. During this time I was dating Chia, my wife, girlfriend at the time. Leah and I became close like peanut butter and jelly and we had a lot in common. Same thing with Chia as. Finally, Doc decided to pay him a visit, and well .... itmust have taken longer to show the effects. He might not be the bestperson ever, but he still needed our help." So it affected him too? Where is he?" He wont leave the farm, Adrien. We're hoping that with your help we canconvince him to at least let Doc examine him."I scowled. Did they really expect me to go to the aid of the man whodrove my best friend to suicide? But on the other hand, he was still ahuman being, and didnt I become a. Her life was ordered and controlled, so when she had free time, she often retreated here alone, to lose control, and be free of the life which confined her. Lana Baxter had long beautiful chestnut brown hair, which she kept upswept in a strict bun most of the time. Her 5′ 10′ frame was soft and curvy, with large melon-sized tits, beautiful dark pink nippples and aureolas, 36-inch legs, shapely ass, and pretty pink shaven pussy, all told a sexy, smart woman. Lana lazily ran her hand from her. It crossed his shoulders, continued up his arms, and over his head, the neck snagging on his nose. ‘We – need – practice,’ she said. She +remoted his t-shirt the rest of the way off. It popped free, and floated down to the floor. ‘I’m impressed,’ he said. ‘Aaah, not that good. I tried to hang it on your boner as it fell. We. Need. Practice.’ He took one of her hands in his, and raised it up. He twirled her slowly, a complete circle, taking in all the sights as she spun. ‘Like what you see?’ .