"Of course not, why would he do that?"Erik felt his mattress press down as Christine clambered onto the bed."I do not know, perhaps, the same reason t...at made him wait so long to tell me. He did not wish to upset me." Did it work?" Of course not, I am so upset with him, I feel like punching him right in his big, fat nose, except for the fact that he is so very sick ... that is the only thing saving him right now. Why did he do this? I feel like he punched me in the stomach. It hurts so badly. The car drove for only a few minutes before stopping at a local dive, the Iron Peg. Two men stepped out and when into the bar. The driver, a very hot but young man in his early twenties, was dressed in tight jeans and an unbuttoned shirt. His skin glistened in the night air. The passenger, and older man, mid to late fifties. He was dressed very casual but smartly. And was well known to me. Mr. Galen Daivs. Completely harmless with a reputation for handling out of control young men in the area.. “Lots!”I laughed and pulled her into my arms. We hugged, exchanged a quick kiss, and then she got into the car. I watched as she drove off, then went back inside and changed the sheets on my bed and took everything to the laundry room to start a load.“You do like ‘em small!” Clark laughed when I came back to the room.“Emmy? She’s cute as a button!”“I saw you leaving for dinner before. Is Nancy small too?”“Nah, she’s only a couple of inches shorter than me and is a bit curvy. A bit smaller than. "Yes. I'm still willing." What a smart little bitch you are! I'm being nice back to you. I'll make you super slick and moist in your butt tunnel. I'll make this real sweet and easy for you." The finger slid out of her for a moment, and Bert added a few more drops of the lubricant. The finger returned to her butt hole, the fingertip making slow lazy wet circles on the skin of her anus. Lois felt her anus becoming super moist, and then the finger slipped inside of her, bringing in the wetness.