“Jeezus, Sis, calm down,” he says. “I know you hate me. And I know she forced you to be here today. She forced me to be here too. It’s way fuc...in’ worse for me than it is for you. But I’ve got some really good news for you.”“The only good news coming out of you would be the announcement of your funeral,” I hiss. “And you wouldn’t be the one to give it to me since you’d have to be dead!”“Shit, Sis. Don’t hold back. Tell me how you really feel about me,” he said. If I didn’t hate him so much, I’d. She was ok with it and laid on the matt I had spread on the floor to give the massage. As she had already told she wanted the little exotic massage.I told her to remove her towel and lie on the mat facing downward. She removed the towel and laid down. That tong barely covered her areole and nipple and her pussy region. She had clean shaved her pussy hair. I had a boner seeing her ass. I applied oil and started massaging her back and her shoulders.I constantly looked at her. They were small. Ilsa, get theviolet wand. Bring two cigars this time."Ilsa obeyed her Leather Mistress and grabbed the violet wand from thecabinet.She also grabbed two cigars from Mistress' throne. Ilsa walkedback over. I heard her heels clicked against the cobblestone floor. Ilsahanded over the wand and a cigar to Leather Mistress. Leather Mistressordered Ilsa to light both cigars as Mistress turned on the wand. I heardcrackling from the wand. Both she-wolfs took a big drag and took turnsblowing smoke in the. “One day Lisa called and told us she was getting married,” Sue continued. “We didn’t even know she was dating anyone. Bob asked how long she had known this guy ... and she said a week and a half. And he was a Marine.“At first Bob and I thought she had relapsed! I mean she was going to marry this guy she had known less than two weeks! I mean who does that? At least if they are not drunk or strung out on drugs. We ... we figured he must be some kind of hulking, semi-literate savage who had.