I work for the Toledo paper and would like totalk to you about a story I'm working on. I sent you and email explaininghow I saw you on the Maury show ...oday and got this idea for exploring moreabout men like you." Men?!" Lysa darted back. "Something wrong with your eyesight?! I may havebeen born genetically male, but I'm a far cry from that now!"Getting over what she deemed an insensitive comment, Lysa then just realizedshe and Mark were in the same city."That could be part of the story -- not. Tempe City Hall was across the street from us. We headed up to Mill Avenue, the street the buses brought us in on. We found two pubs, five restaurants, a Starbucks, a Dunkin Donuts, a frozen yogurt shop and an adult store in the first block. Further north we found tall buildings and little to interest pedestrians. We back tracked across Fifth Street and headed south. We found more restaurants, another bar and a number of retail stores.Mill Avenue reminded me of College Avenue back in State. My teeth found her neck again, holding her skin and flesh firmly, as if I needed another way to prove my dominance to her. All the while, my hips were working, slower than before but much harder, grinding my cock into her welcoming depths. She bit down on the bedclothes, letting them muffle her cries,and I leaned forward, breathing a single word hotly across her ear."Mine."I reared back suddenly, kneeling, still straddling her legs, and began fucking her with renewed vigor. Again and again I. She imagines him pulling out his cock and stroking it for her, in response to her masturbating to him. She watches in her mind as he rubs himself with glistening soapiness, up and down his cock’s length, stroking again and again in her honor. This image makes Mia squirm a bit as her fingers find their way between her legs. She draws her palms up between her open thighs, letting her fingertips push against the thinness of the pantyhose crotch. It feels wonderful, making her nipples harden just a.