She also gave her agent and assistants a royal tongue lashing, telling them they were all out on the street contracts be damned if she missed one more...message from me. We usually talked at least once a day, even if it was just a quick “I love you” before ringing off.We didn’t live together at first. Sissy took up residence in Henry and Chelsea’s guest cottage. I’d travel up when she was there if I wasn’t working on a painting and spend time with them until one or the other of us had to. "What do you know," she heard himsay, "A honey bee nest."Kazooie looked up and saw what Banjo saw: a honey bee nest wedgedinside of a hole of a tall tree. She groaned, she hadexperience when Banjo tries to salvage honeyfromhoney bees. Sometimes he succeed, other times he was chased by the hive for disturbing their nest. Kazooie had been stung on one occasion, since she wasn't a mammal, the bee went on to sting her 5 more times before she killed it with her beak. She went on a rant at Banjo. Swish, swish, and another, "Shit!!” before she gave us another display of dancing boobs while rubbing her now ruddy bum.“Miss Phillips, lie on your back on the table and bring your knees up with your legs apart,” he instructed.“Why?” I began but stopped as the leather strap flicked across my thigh.Suzie’s eyes were wide open as she watched me get into position, everything was on show.Mike stood at the end of the table, his cock hovering over the top. He pulled me towards him until his cock was. ”“Hell yeah! But I like that you got a big ass horse dick and you all faggot.”“This is true,” winked the advanced practice nurse.“Fix me a drink first.”“Yes, sir,” De’Shane bounded off to the kitchen.The host returned with a cup of cognac on the rocks for Trent and a cup of gin mixed with pink lemonade for his sissy self.“I’m so ready to fuck you,” announced Trent.“Give it to me then.”Trent kicked off his size 11 Timberlands. He stripped out of his hunter green graphic T-shirt and relaxed fit.