I didn't know any songs, since my mother did not have a radio, let alone a TV and she didn't take me to church; so I would make up songs as I went. Th...y weren't very good, but they made me happy; lots of Princes rescuing pretty lasses and making them Princesses."It was my singing that saved me, imagine that. A woman exiting the whorehouse heard my singing over the wailing wind and stopped to check on me. She was not a pretty woman, scared me really, and just as I was about ready to run away she. Which is what I told you in my message. Is that so wrong, Gaynor?” “That was five days ago,” she said softly. “You sent me a brief text the next day suggesting this day and time to meet, which I agreed was okay. Then I heard no more. You didn’t even ask how I was feeling. There was no e-mail, no phone call, just silence. If you truly cared, Richard, you would have been in touch before now. I need to pee.” Before I could speak, Gaynor swung her legs off the couch and headed for the bathroom. My. ..but she coudnt sgave off that feelingall black guy in panther costume , cheering when they get back together smiling chatting and laughingshe wanted to know and got closer to the small group''damn she was cute i never been sucked that deep''''yeah bro me too''gulping down trying to catch all their words''the costume was helping he really cute i was so hard watching him call me black panther''''yeah captain marvel a bitch i liked it too''her hearth was pounding they all chat casually about a. As I was getting ready for my shower there was a knock at the door I threw on a robe and opened the door and there stood Rachael wearing a robe that was open and showing her sexy naked body under it I stood just looking and she said "well are you not letting me in" I jumped and said "sorry I was admiring the view" she replied "well let's give you a better one" she walked past me dropping her robe showing her sexy arse I shut the door behind her and followed her as she got on the bed she said.