I thought I peed white globs all over her. I was freaking out because I did not know what was happening to me and what my Mom would do."Billy, look at...the mess you made. Can you not control yourself? Apparently not, since you are still a 'child'," she said firmly but not yelling at me which surprised me.From then on the spankings were more frequent. She started using a towel over her knees for my 'leakage'. Eventually my orgasms started going away during the spankings. I guess it was most. On that day, he had indeed left something, and that’s when she discovered a roll of dollars. Abbey could not help but check to see how much there was. She was amazed to discover that there was almost $500 in small bills neatly rolled up.Abbey had been raised as a Catholic, and she still believed that stealing was wrong, but she also had an obligation to her dead brother’s child. She was tempted to take all the money and run away, but she instantly realized that Joe knew where she worked, so. Two plates in hand, wrapped in tin foil. He sat one down and then settled one on the table in front of her. “If you want it.”That was all he said before setting a Carona beside it. Was this some kind of joke? Some kind of pity for the poor homeless girl? Did he even know she was homeless?The strong smell of fried seafood filled the night air, even before he set about eating his own portion. She watched him. Battered shrimp. A hint of lemon. A swig of beer.Ten minutes later, he stood and. Suddenly my skirt and top were gone, when it magically melted like his clothes or if he ripped it off of me isn’t clear. The change in my dream attire slowed my pace and Matt closed on me. I felt his rippling manhood slap against my tush, sending a pulse of pleasure through my body. The contact jolted me to greater speed, not out of fear, but for the thrill of being caught again. He quickly closed the gap and ran in step behind me, with his cock slapping my ass or, even better sliding under my.