The City of Toronto should be. Seriously. It’s a party town. Ottawa feels like a cemetery. Dull, White and lifeless. Damn. Linda Mulenge is a passio...ate lady in every way, folks. We have a lot in common. Like me, she comes from good stock. Her father James Mulenge is a Constable with the Ottawa Police Service. He’s the first Congolese member of the Canadian capital police force. Her mother Judith Mulenge is a schoolteacher at a Catholic academy in the town of Orleans. Her older brother Lawrence. I didn't get much sleep that night. I was thinking about what Doug hadsaid. Damn him anyway. Like all brothers, we spent a fair amount of ourleisure time trying to get each other's goat. Well, he had gotten me bigtime, and the ironic thing was that he hadn't done it on purpose. He wasreally worried about me - and that was enough to start me worrying.What if it was a tumor? Sure, they managed to shrink Ritchie's down tonothing, but medicine and magic didn't have all the answers. Peoplestill got. But as Liz started rhythmically driving the cock deeper and deeper inside of her Victoria could definitely feel the length of it as well. Was there no end to this thing? Would the head of the cock suddenly protrude up her throat and out of her mouth? To Victoria that seemed to be a very real and frightening possibility.All the while Liz looked down upon Victoria’s face and for a few tense moments she was worried that she might rip the poor girl in half. There was a look of pain etched upon her. By the time I walked into Sharon’s shop it was mid-afternoon. The chime sounded as I entered and John was the first to greet the sound of someone entering. John is Sharon’s adult son and her lover/Master. Sharon has been into submissiveness since John pulled her out of her depression following her husband’s death. John and I were very familiar. He walked up to me and gave me an enthusiastic hug and totally inappropriate kiss for any other customer. But I sure enjoyed it. He then called Sharon.