I. for story purposes and from that I try to build the rest without violating any laws of physics or reality or relying on unknown future science.Star...ing with Chapter Three, I plan to bring one character (or set of characters) into my world in most chapters. I'll try to include a basic wikipedia link for easy character reference for anyone who is unfamiliar with someone in particular. The chapters will be of wildly varying lengths, depending on where the characters and story takes us.I might. How couldsomeone worthless as a man in a nightie and silk robe deserved the loveof Jennifer. Then she felt even weaker than normal for she was notstrong enough to fight to be in her proper place. Lastly, she started tothink that the other shoe was going to drop when Jen got home. It wouldback to how it should be, but the maid did not want that anymore, shewas better than just a servant. She cursed herself out loud for shethought of her mistress as Jen, not Miss Jennifer.The doubtful. Then she took my hand and put it under her skirt where I could feel her shaved pussy since she didn’t have underwear. We kept kissing and touching each other at the table for a few minutes, until she reached into her purse and handed me her credit card. “Why don’t you take this and go get us a room,” she said. I said I couldn't use her card because it had her name on it, but she told me not to worry, the people at the hotel knew her well. I could tell by the smirking smile of the woman who. "Oooh," sighed Stacy, enjoying the feeling of Mary Lou's tongue on her sensitive nubbin.Mary Lou reddened once again at Stacy's reaction, but continued to lick.As Davy took pictures, he saw an indicator in the viewfinder that showed that he was nearly out of memory for pictures. Davy pulled out the memory card, and found another one, with even more capacity than the first, in the camera case. He switched the memory card and continued to snap pictures.Mary Lou had switched to Stacy's right.