Mindy may archive this story. If anyone else wishes to archive this story, please contact me.SRU: Dennis the MenaceBy Morpheus "MR. WILSON!!!" Screame... the toe headed little boy as he ran cheerfully up the front steps, coming to see his favorite neighbor and bestest friend in the whole world, Mr. Wilson. George Wilson cringed, hearing that voice. Quickly, he dropped his paper, and looked around, trying to see if there was some place he could hide from that monstrous Dennis Mitchell. The door. Again she took my cock deep throat giving me the blowjob of my life. I came in her mouths and she drank all of it without wasting a drop and sucked my dick clean. She got up and whispered in my ears “same building same table, I want that dick inside my glorious hole” and she left. All night I was thinking about that blowjob and curious about tomorrow.And finally, it was morning. I had my breakfast and went to the building and cleaned the table before she came. In no time she arrived. She was. Keep breathing. Show him. Show them. Why are the decisions always on me? Why do they all fuck with me? They can’t fuck with me. Any of them.Panting, not at what I'm doing, yet, but at the shadows and echos of the outside world and your 'real life', in your head. The moronic letch who makes obvious comments about your private life. The treacherous 'married' who, adored by most, sidles up to you and would 'accidentally' brush his grey-slacked penis against your arse in the coffee queue, if only. " Laurel nodded "I never had a home of my own, there was no place to call home except Jacob's wagon, Jacob bought me from a band of Gypsies that had found me as a small child wandering alone through the woods, they thought my parents would come and pay to get me back, they never did. Jacob and I traveled all over the country never staying in one place long, I saw other people with homes and families and some part of me ached to be a part of something that seemed so wonderful. Then Jacob died,.