Hi," I said."Whatcha' doin' in my woods?" She asked, laughing."I didn't know they were yours," I said.She giggled. "You're silly."I smiled at her. "I'...e been called worse things." I still wasn't certain that if everything I was seeing was real.She smiled and stood. I finally got a full view of her. She was barely three feet tall, but looked like a fully proportional woman. There was not an ounce of fat on her. She had shapely hips, and a smooth firm belly. Her breasts were firm, and small,. Authors Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-62. *** Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do&hellip, because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now&hellip, As I followed the beautiful. Dumb people would keep the right ones out and let the wrong ones in. If you want to survive in a tough environment, you get a smart guy to guard the gate.“Give Max this note.”“Why the fuck should I do that?”“Because he’ll kick your ass if you don’t.”Two minutes later, Martin was seated at a rickety old table in the main room of the house. It wasn’t a residence, it was the ‘headquarters’ of Max’s organization (gang if you would prefer). Seated across from him was Max, a whipcord thin man who. He knew a very good doctor that also occasionally passed by.After arranging an appointment, he gave me the time and hour when he would come to pick me up to go to the doctor.I also received a new outfit from schoonpa who had to wear on that day.When we went to join the secretary, Schoonpa gave her a horny tongue kiss and sat with his hand in her open blouse playing with her nipple.Tell the doctor that we are there and also the full service, slut he told her.When it was up to us to go to the.