Chapter 3Bill had gotten a phone call to come by Max's place he hadnt seen his wife Joyce for 4 days now , but he hoped Max was having fun with Joyce... He knew that Max had called so he could film him with his stepmom and or possibly his mom . Anyway as he arrived , he knocked on the door . Carol opened the door she was wearing nipple rings, a collar & leash & 7 inch thigh hooker boots (nothing else ) plus cum was running down her face. "Oh Hi Bill she said as if all was normal, the master is. " Sol thwacked Luke's arm. "What's with you?" "Nothing. Just thinking." Luke shifted in his seat. "Why don't you just ask her?" "Ask who what?" Sol mumbled something under his breath. "The girl. Emma. Ask her what her story is. You keep staring at her like that, she'll call the cops or something. And I want my food. You want to know something, then ask." "It's an idea." Luke gave a slow nod. "I'm just not sure she's the type to tell her story too easily." "You make things so complicated," Sol. “Wow..someone’s happy” He said smiling back at me.“And you know why huh little boyfriend?” I said moving to him.“Mnnhum” He let out hugging me.“You have no idea of how much I love you..” I said facing him.“I bet as much as I do” He replied smiling and pulling me for a kiss, as always, I wouldn’t deny a kiss from him, ever…we kissed deeply for some seconds, then we heard footsteps so we instantly broke our kiss, then, Mark showed up coming down the stairs.“G’ Morning…”He said yawning.“Morning!”. It’s sure nice to say good morning to everyone in the world at once though! For now, I see my grandmother beckoning me, and so is the big stack of berry cakes on the table there!”“Thank you everyone, for everything you’ve done for our victorious effort!” Talia grinned as she gave a friendly wave.“Hi! She’s Talia!” Dalia laughed as they turned away, clearing up a great deal of confusion, since Mark had one of them on each arm, and they were informally dressed for summer weather, and so wore no.