“Their selection is-”“Good company?” Again, I cut it short.“You know the girls, they-”“Good orgasms?”There was a longer pause this tim.... Once again, I could almost see her thoughts whirling as she tried to work out what – if anything – I knew. It was almost as if her face was a screen on which those thoughts were projected.She shrugged and raised her hands to the side. “I may have had a strum in the shower, the way I like to. I was missing you and...”I refused to let my face change at her. "I'm . . . from the internet . . . you know . . . your boy. You told me to be here for you to . . ." Scott paused mid sentence, afraid someone had played a joke on him. The guy standing before him was the guy from the pictures in the ad, but he wasn't sure exactly what was going on so he remained quiet, gripping his bags in his hands tighter and ready to make a run for it."Oh DAMN, I knew the picture you sent was fake but GOD DAMN. Could you have found a picture more opposite of what you look. During the weekdays, I purposely didn’t fuck her. I tempted her so many times. Sometimes I finger her in my car, make her suck my dick, pressing her boobs. She was becoming too horny. I told her to have real fun in the weekend.Even she started to finger herself as she couldn’t control anymore. So when Saturday night arrived, I took her out for a drink. She had like 3 shots, and she was high, and she wanted to make out with me so badly. So I took her to my apartment, and she started to kiss. It has been 2 years since I had a good fuck. Secretly into black magic where I perform certain rituals to reach a certain goal, such as accumulating more money, hence why my gambling addiction has gone out of control, because 80% of the time I succeed, then spend it on designer brand labels, perfume, shoes and pamper my naughty son with various things.Talking to Danny today about his issues with bullying and how I can get him to stop I am a lot more stricter towards him and if finding that he.