Tom glanced around,wondering how many people were watching. He noticed several storeemployees looking over at them. Christ! This was so embarrassing!W...en Becky had paid the three of them went back out into the mall. Theystill had an hour to kill before Karen's and Tom's mom came to pick themup."How much money do you have left, Tom," Becky asked."Just about three dollars. I didn't think I had to buy all that stuff." That's too bad. Next time bring more. It's going to be summer soon.You'll. Me: come on it is just a fantasy and I like it a lot. It won’t hurt any sentiments.Priyanka: still I am not doing or imagine any guy other than you.Me: come on babes. You have anyways enjoyed many fucks before me. One fantasy won’t damage out relationship.Priyanka: what do you want to know.Me: tell me how many guys you had before in me inside that pussyPriyanka: 3.Me: hmmmmm… Who was good.Priyanka: to be honest just you. The way you lick my pussy and fuck me. Oooooo.. It makes me go madMe: I. Varna Road was coming alive. It didn’t look so bleak in the night time. Cars were beginning to cruise the pitted pavement—mostly Anglias or Morris eleven-hundreds—and groups of lads could be seen walking the streets: either going to or coming from the Kashmir down the way, or pretending to. Del watched them, her heart racing, alert for a certain someone.She sighted him at nine-thirty on the dot, just as D.I. Watling had said she would. He pulled up in a red Daimler, the flashest car on the. He stared at her for a brief while as she quietly whimpered, then opened the nightstand drawer. Anita was too terrified to turn and look as he pulled an item out.Like his daughters, John had briefly explored the contents of the drawers in the room. Unlike them, however, he had known what each item was used for, even if his tastes did not run in those directions. One item seemed quite appropriate for this situation. Reaching into the drawer he pulled out a long, thin paddle. Fully two feet long.