“And I think you’re right. I’m sorry it took me three days to think it through.”“I’d expect nothing less than you giving it serious though.... So you agree with Ed’s assessment?”“I’m no more a psychologist than you are, but it makes sense. And you said that Bethany agrees?”“Unofficially, yes. She can’t make a diagnosis in a situation like this, but she confirmed Ed’s research was accurate enough that my sister should be evaluated by Doctor Fremd, a psychiatrist here in Chicago she’s. "And I like tight assholes," Ami declared. "Just how hard is his dick, Laura? I hope you managed to complete your assignment while I was out?" Leandro wasn't lying, he really does have the hardest cock ever, and he's a horny son of a bitch!"I was starting to get a little put out at being called a 'horny son of a bitch' by all and sundry, but I resigned myself to it also being the undeniable truth.The room went silent for a bit, save for the sound of Leandro and Alex splashing around in the. Just before she closed the door she called out, "Rob? Shower's yours."I couldn't hide the fact that I was excited, despite the fact we had already made love twice today. At that moment I could not have loved anyone more.When I got into my shower I noticed a very special aroma from the soap she had used and then I saw she had replaced mine with her bar and I was supposed to use it. I took a longer shower than usual to be sure I was squeaky clean and had conditioned my hair fully, something she. I became a very thorough and accomplished cleaner and polisher.Almost a year after Mr Jackson's visits had begun, he arrived one day out of the blue, accompanied by two black men who were even bigger than him. My father told me they were his bodyguards as they came though the door."Get to work, Frank" said Mr Jackson, and my father went to fetch the cleaning things."What are they doing here?" I asked, somewhat testily, gesturing towards the two men."Shut your mouth and get outside, boy," Mr.