BY CASSANDRA ANACONDA MORRISONAs it happened, I was sitting in my office one sprightly October morning, contemplating the sign on my office door, "rot...gitsevnI ST etavirP--nosirroM ardnassaC" I read musingly. When suddenly, the door flew open with a bang and a strange man rushed in. He was of medium height, with short black hair, pince-nez, and a silk cravat decorated with Budweiser frogs. "My name is Henry Dashiell!" he cried. "And I'm in terrible trouble!" How grati..er..unfortunate," I. You were lying on your bed, another rule broken. And he had his hand someplace it was not supposed to be, yet another rule. Is that about right?”Linda and I both nodded, and she took a sip of wine. “You have no idea why I’m not really mad, do you?” We both shook our heads. “OK, you broke a great many rules, and yet it was also obvious that you did not. Ahhh, you two still don’t get it. OK, let me try this. Pete, I’m gonna talk to you like you were my daughter, so this may sound strange.”She. I looked at her and grinned. “Oh, shit! Your old man got this thing with the big V-8, didn’t he?”She shrugged. “I have no idea. I don’t even know what you’re talking about.”I laughed at that. The standard engine in this car was either the Chrysler 225 Slant-6 or a 318 V-8, but they also offered some larger V-8s. Her father must have gotten his daughter one of the big ones, which would have been just like him. Of course, Marilyn didn’t grasp just how great this car was; she thought it was. Moni was smiling and stroking me slowly.By this time I realised Roni was fully naked.He was on top of us,spreading his knees in both our side.He was kissing my thighs,ass and back.He licked my butts,bit slowly.I was on my elbows,kissing Moni.Roni slided his both hands under my chest and grabbed my breasts.He was pressing them mildly.Then he leaned on his hands and started to kiss my neck and softly bit my cheeks.In few more minutes Roni rubbed some kind of cream in my ass crack and pushed the.