On the way back, a guy in Santa Fe, Andy Sheedy, who is a good friend of dad’s and an expert on Dallas Stoudenmire … he can also help us out. I su...pect he has his finger on the pulse of this.’ She frowned for a minute, and then smiled, ‘Sure. I don’t know why I’m thinking about it. I came here to find out if dad’s stories were real and this seems like the best … maybe the only chance. I appreciate your mom inviting me. How should I dress?’ ‘Jeans are great. I’ll meet you for breakfast at the. . no, wait, what the fuck?” Brent said, clearly baffled and shaking his head.I sighed. “Yeah. What the fuck, indeed, Brent. What the fuck, indeed.”- - - -Brent’s bachelor party was arranged first. Brent’s best-man Andre was a bit miffed at not being allowed to plan it but Jess convinced Brent that it would be in his, and the whole group’s, best interest to allow her to arrange the shin-dig. While it was a bit weird letting his girlfriend’s best friend arrange that sort of thing, he also knew. He’d showered the girl with affection, expensive gifts, and had even planned on marrying her eventually. She’d been on his arm at every event for two years, he loved showing her off to the glamorous capital crowd, something he’d never done for his previous whores. Of course, none of them had flinched quite like she had. After giving her the perfect courtship for several months, they’d finally had their first fight. In the relationship timeline, the first fight was the moment when he decided. I’d hear stories of how he liked to spank them, slap their faces and dominate them in general; my small 5″ cock got so hard so quickly when I heard, I knew something was happening to me. That night I dreamt of Jay dominating his latest bitch only this time, I was the bitch.I kept having similar dreams and would often think about what it would be like to be with Jay, looking up at his handsome face, muscular arms, sexy abs and long shaft from my rightful place; on my knees (I’ve always been.