He spun on his heel and walked quickly back down the aisle and out of the church. He started up the SUV and decided to return to the Holiday Inn. It s...emed that he would have to spend another night in Monroe if he was going to continue his search. The priest's behaviour was annoying him. Why had he lied? Who had he phoned? If he did know something about Rose, why couldn't he share it?"The deeper into this situation I get, the more questions there seem to be," he thought.Once he had a room, he. “After all, I paid for it; I might as well deliver it. You can wait in your car!” She did not give me a chance to argue, she just took the box and walked up the drive, to the sidewalk and up to the front door where she rang the bell and waited. I sat down in the car and waited. Sherry just kept a smile on her face as she would occasionally look back at me with a smile and then ring the bell again. Then the door opened cautiously and I saw Julie in a terry cloth robe looking as if she had. I could still remember my last moments in Lauren’s Room when her mother had caught us red-handed as we laughed our asses off about scamming Brian.Mrs. Miller caught us Instant Messaging, pretending to be “Book Girl”, I said bye and jumped off Lauren’s bed leaving Lauren behind.She really frightens me. I knew Lauren was really in for it!“Good, No witnesses”, Mrs. Miller’s said. Those last words were branded in my mind as Lauren was about to get a branding on her ass. Mrs. Miller would give her a. Not quite arrogant, almost a sort of sweet amazement at his own power mixed with the face-flushing joy of his still mounting orgasm. Kindly he aimed the remainder of his many shots, perhaps fourteen in all at my tits, ab-ripped tummy, and thighs, bathing my whole lower body in sheet after thick sheet of virile spunk, hand pumping just beneath the head to wring out the last thick nugget of cum, the little hunk falling with a wet splat into the puddle that was my legs. I gasped. “Jesus.