As soon as i entered the bed room she said we are not fucking so dont even try i just laughed and said ok i didnt want to anyway (lie, i did she looks...fucking hot in her gym kit) i just told her i was going to do some work and would leave her in peace.She had on a pair of very tight pink leggings and a crop top she went down stairs to the front room to start her yoga session, as soon as she left i texted John to put skype on.This was the first time i had skyped her and it wouldnt be the last if. Just the thought was enough to give her nervous butterflies. After all, a lot of people would be watching that video."Carly!" What?" You need to get dressed." …Oh." Anyway, I have a date. Good luck with your iCarly shoot." Yeah..."After Spencer left – 'who schedules a date this early?' – Carly splashed some water into her face, picked an outfit and quickly got changed. A comb through the hair, brushing of the teeth, some light make-up, and she was ready to go. Part of her really wanted to just. The image before me just seemed inconsistent with what my ears were hearing.All that changed when Marilyn sent over to me, "Will, Spirits send out what 'They' want you to see but you can change that image to suit yourself and see them as 'You' want to see them."My head spun a little as I tried to figure out exactly what was happening. I questioned my own thinking. Was Sara actually dressed as I'd seen her or was I projecting what I expected or wanted to see.Sara answered that question herself. We got off on South Tacoma Way and 97th street. His words, do you suck dick. I said take it out and see. Sanders pulled by the this car wash and took that precious dick out. Any time I look at a dick I call it precious...I stroked it like a good bitch, then I went down on him in the car like a good bitch. I licked the head all around, then up and down his dick. As I am sucking his dick, he tells me to pull my pants down so he could finger my ass. Sanders says he knows a place we can go and that.