"They had all of my accounts locked so that I would be forced to return home for lack of money. To make matters worse they declared that my trust fund...must be opened to them to pay the fraudulent ransom. Apparently my father had messed up and lost the family fortune. They didn't count on or know how determined I was, and am, to never see them again ... even if I must live on the streets and eat out of dumpsters."Even to this day those people are causing trouble as they now are trying to have me. ’ With a stride surer than before she found her way back into the bedroom, drawn to a certain spot like a magnet. She stood standing at the foot of the bed, mind playing back images like a movie reel. Sex. Passion. Love. Joy. Laughter. She knew it was no longer her place anymore and suddenly she felt as though she was an intruder, breaking into the house of a stranger. Her hand shook as she re-opened the drawer of his bedside table, drawing out the buried picture frame he’d stowed away but. It was long and thick and laid on his belly. I remember how my dick throbbed when he used his muscles to raise it up and let it slap back down. The sound of it hitting his stomach just made my dick harder and I can still remember the sound of it to this day. I gladly grabbed that thick fucker and started stroking it slowly just admiring the thickness of it and how I could see precum beginning to form and leak onto his stomach. In the meantime, Randy was still playing with my dick and nuts,. I can keep it for an hour after that I'm afraid I'll have to let it go." No! No!," she almost screamed, "I'll be there. I'm leaving right now." I'll see you soon then." The phone went dead.She rushed to put on her shoes, grab her coat, check that she had some money and pick up the front door keys from the coffee table. Luckily the bus stop was right outside her door and she was there within a minute. She waited. And waited. She felt the tension in her stomach rise as the minutes slipped by..