.. I'm glad that you and me went together, too. I mean, I'm gladit was you that was with me tonight..." he finished awkwardly."Yeah?" Yeah."Headlights...appeared at the end of the drive and came closer."Here's my mom," Andy said."Yeah. Well, see you, and thanks again for going with me."Andy stood up and looked at Leslie fixedly for a few moments, thenglanced over his shoulder to see where his mother's car was. He stoodawkwardly for a moment, shifting nervously from foot to foot, then heseemed to. She was a real delight, with her leggy, shapely form and her total lack of inhibitions. She tended to act like she was dying from excitement every time I fucked her.She especially loved it in the butt, so I made sure to properly use that sweet section of her anatomy. I did not see her again for another 3 years, however, and I wondered what had happened to her.Then, one day, as I was traveling on vacation in Paris again, I saw Inga coming toward me near the boulevard on the Seine. She held a. Was it this bad in game? I'm pretty sure I dragged Shale through here, and she wouldn't fit even on all fours. I bent over slightly, stumbling as I was pushed from behind and the door swung shut. I found myself facing two armed, ugly, casteless dwarves."Move, sweetheart," my captor said, pointing down the hall.I scurried along, hunched over, following the doorman, cursing my height for what had to be the first time ever. I was soon lost – we passed multiple doorways and took several turns; I. You know exactly what I’m talking about, because I’ve seen it in your eyes these past few days. I know that you’re reliving that mess. So strike one. Then we have James. Good old James, who is apparently a total wacko now. Strike two. Ronnie was always a dick, I guess, so maybe that wasn’t me. And now Pete. Strike three. So? Who’s next? Oh wait, it’s three strikes and you’re out.”I gaped at her. “Lara, come on. You can’t believe that!”“What’s your explanation, then?”“Anything but that!”“Well,.