TONY: So?aroslav: So we tell the story from your perspective, right? But there are some pretty cool people involved. We don't really get to hear from ...hem much. So I was thinking that I'd like to interview your friends.TONY: You're not going to stalk them are you?aroslav: Not unless I have to. I thought you could arrange introductions for me and give me a list of who to talk to. Well, let's be honest, I've got a list. Your fans are pretty much writing that script.TONY: Okay. So who's. He’s going to see how far they are sticking out and want a turn with them too.”“Let me go.” She hissed; afraid to see if her husband was approaching.“One condition.” He said. “You either do what I fucking say, or he finds out.”“W ... w ... w ... what... ?????” she stammered.“Excuse yourself and go to the bathroom. Take those panties off and give them to me at the table.”Jennifer almost gagged. She was too speechless; too dumbfounded to react. She looked up at her husband who was almost to her.. Then, as I was setting my phone down, I hear the quiet clank of the fence gate latch, and I felt my heart beat increase with the anticipation of yet another nice blow job ahead of me!Sure enough, it was Thomas, a pastor (if you can believe it) of a fairly well know local 'mega-church.' He had been coming to my glory hole almost longer than any of the other guys. His wife suffered from a sever case of MS. They hadn't had sex in over 25 years, and eventually, out of desperation, he'd somehow come. I mumbled. Carry on dont worry about me. he barked in his usual military gruffness. I continued to fuss around the bed, keeping my eyes lowered concentrating in the job in hand, I cannot deny Major Morris makes me quite nervous, whereas Lady Morris is a kind, sweet, quiet lady. Straightening up when I had finished to admire my handy work, I was distracted by him sitting in a chair watching me intently. Come over here. he demanded. Obediently I walked over and stood next to the chair, Major.