This story is fictional.... Katie let her mom rest for a few mins. Helen then asked...Please let me up untie me please!!..No way Mom the weekend has just began and I have no intention of letting you free until you have been properly punished for calling me a whore and chasing my first real boyfriend off. Katie then heard her mom mumble..when i get free I will fuck you up plenty.....I heard that mommy!! Katie roughly pulled her. “Shit, I’d better go,” Maz murmured. “Listen, thank you so much for that. I haven’t cum so hard in ages, well, at least a day.” “See you at the party, M,” he laughed and the screen went blank. As Maz tidied herself up, CG sauntered back into the room, all business, “You done? Wet spot on my couch blotted? Party organized?” “Sorry, boss,” Maz said, shamefacedly before perking up, “Hey, take a look at these caterers, which should we go for?” CG opened the pack of ‘Big Sandwich Sextravaganza’. While this was a pretty good sign that they were not police, if you did it on the Avenue, you were both exposed to the view of all other traffic - including the unmarked Crown Victoria prowlers. The safest way to make a discrete connection was to meet the ever sharp eyes of the strolling hooker, nod once toward the nearest corner and drive around the block, then pull up to the curb on the side street a couple of hundred feet short of the Avenue. The pros were always there waiting with a. I have to ask to borrow the car for god’s sake.’ she said as she pulled from the lot. ‘Can you imagine doing that?’ ‘Obviously not or I wouldn’t be jealous.’ Peter replied. Our plan was to ambush Louise, so we hadn’t called ahead, which turned out to be a mistake. ‘Should we wait for tomorrow to approach her, or should we call now, or maybe just go over and risk it?’ Peter asked Trish. ‘Call her and ask if we can come over now,’ she replied. ‘Maybe we should call her and Ada and try to arrange.