" You've got a lot on your mind, Jim," Kristen said softly. "I understand." Yeah, I know." If it makes you feel better, whatever you decide with regar... to Sherry is all right with me." Thanks, Kristen. Can we talk about something else?" Like what?" Like, what are we doing tonight?"Kristen smiled as she parked the car. "What do you want to do?" Kris, I know you have plans. I've already had a surprise party. So, why the surprise now?" A girl has got to have her secrets, Oogie!"I laughed, and. Beatrice gasped as her tortured anus finally slipped over the largest part of the plug and gratefully made it's way down the tapered, pointed end. She sighed a sigh of pent of relief at the final withdrawal.Thornton looked down upon Beatrice. Her anus had suddenly drawn tight again, but it was fiercely red, a testament to it's recent guest."Back it goes, little one!", Thorton said softly.Beatrice suddenly raised up, pleading... "No, please, no, please sir, I cannot take it any more!" She was. "Guy in high heels breaks neck in comical fall, video ateleven."We sat down at a small table at the edge of a small stage with a piano.There were at most thirty, thirty-five people there. We each ordered aliquor (Grand Marnier, finally another thing we like in common) andsettled in, waiting for the show to start, or whatever it is that isgoing to start. Not long after, an older woman, short silver hair satdone at the piano and began playing. The first thing that struck me wasthe intimacy. We. “I’ll get glasses,” I said. Steve looked me strangely as Lucy giggled. “This is for the party,” she said. “You ready?” “Yeah,” I said. “Do I look okay?” I wore a dark blue blazer and tan slacks. I chose a conservative red and blue striped tie. “You look fine,” replied Steve. “You look very handsome,” Lucy added, as she escorted the two men in her life to the car. We drove for about half-an-hour and arrived at the Marriot. I didn’t say anything—I had already made one seemingly dumb remark, I.