Cynthia received the shock of her life when someone else answered."Yes, may I help you?" an elderly lady asked."The Thomas' don't live her?" Oh no, de...r, they moved," the lady said."Do you know where? When?" They live in some gated village in Arizona someplace. Who are you?" I'm just a good friend who hasn't seen them in a while. You don't happen to know their address, do you?" I have their address but no telephone number." May I please have it"?The woman studied Cynthia and the two polite. Deb Reineau had set it up, she'd put them in the La Costa, probably for valet service and proximity to Pendleton.He'd tumbled into bed at what, to him, was four AM, and had only gotten up an hour ago. The Gunny called, to tell him now was the time to get the ring, while Lenore was out getting a facial and massage.The Gunny expected Lenore to pat him down for a ring, and, if Junior were to carry it to the Ball, she wouldn't feel it in any of his pockets. Junior didn't have to be asked twice,. If I’d had any doubts before, I sure didn’t have them after seeing that. This girl’s “Kink” was definitely being degraded and humiliated. I looked at Laura and she winked very quickly, just to let me know that she had caught it too.What we didn’t know until later, was that her leaking pussy was leaving it’s own trail with every move of her body. Of course, she was made to lick all of that up as well, but let’s not get too far ahead of ourselves. There was still more of the night’s story that. "Does anyone have a light I could borrow?" I asked? A lighter appeared out of nowhere."Hey, girl... s'up?" Just looking," I said."You a hot bitch... whut you lookin for?" I loved his deep Black man voice. My nipples were as large as they had ever been and at his eye level cause he was sitting in the SUV."I guess I'll know what it is when I see it," I said in my best little sing song white girl voice. I have practiced that voice for years so now I can sound just like a perfect first date bimbo..