After that, every time I visited her, it was the same thing…we went to her room, took off our clothes except for she always left her undies or g-str...ng on. She would give me killer head and then get up on an old wooden bed on all fours, pull her string to the side, and let me fuck her. This went on for nearly 6 months and I would visit her almost every Sunday afternoon. On one of our regular afternoons, we did our thing except she took off her underwear completely before letting me fuck her.. "I'd better go," Calida said, "thank you so much for a delicious dinner." I'll take you home," Sean said."I hoped you would. There's a lot to tell you."It was late and full dark as Sean drove them back to Rustlings Road. "She's a cherry hamadryad," Calida said abruptly as the car halted outside her home."Not really!" Really, really. She's very young, and she's very lonely." Oh, the poor thing..." Her family name is Sakura, which means 'cherry' in Japanese, but I've given her a personal name .... You know what? Everything is bad for you to some extent. I happen to like the sharp taste of cola in the morning – unless the weather is cold, in which case coffee is my beverage of choice. When the mood strikes I don’t deprive myself of a soda fix. Sue me.There’s a store just around the corner from my house. It was closed for awhile and I figured it would be torn down and replaced with something essential to mankind’s survival, like a nail salon or another mattress outlet. But somebody bought. "Gentlemen, I am very pleased to introduce two new board members who have graciously accepted the positions willingly vacated by the former members following negotiation." 'Willingly' was used somewhat euphemistically; Dunton was presently bound head to toe in a darkened room, and was milked at regular intervals by a smiling Lana who watched his superficial wounds heal as he squirmed in discomfort; though willing to sign his life away at a very early stage in the whipping, Lana had indulged her.