I want the girls working for me to make the money. Now I walk around always horny but because of my kids and job I need to masturbate a lot. I needed ... good hard fuck. Boy did I get one. It was a long night so I've broken it up into two parts.Three weeks ago this past Saturday, I attended a wedding. One of Krista's good friends got married and I went as Debbie's guest. It was a beautiful autumn day and the wedding was very nice. The bride looked beautiful and Krista and the rest of the. The next day I visited Aggie after I'd finished work, I told her that the priest wouldn't be getting any more nuns pregnant, he wouldn't be walking for a while either, not after I broke one of his legs and crushed his nuts under my heels. I was sick after I'd done it, but I'd seen worse injuries driving an ambulance in Manchester during the war, innocent families blown to pieces when their homes were bombed. This bastard priest didn't deserve any better.I never ever told Aggie what I'd done,. It was already starting to slip away.He gripped the object in his pocket and tried to pull it out. The point of the pencil was caught under a fold.R419 J2W...He got the pencil out. He rummaged in his other pocket and found a crumpled up page of notepaper. He stood in the orange glow of one of the streetlights.R419 J2W, R419 J2U...R419 J2U, A419 JTU...Was it R419 J2W or A419 JTU?Steven couldn't remember. It was gone, slipped out of his thoughts like every number seemed to. He slumped down. Why. ‘Will you join me for a dance?’ As you stand up the music begins to play. I take your hand and lead you to the dance floor. The music gets louder and you recognize the song. ‘Angel Eyes’ comes on and we begin to move. Feeling such warmth in your arms, I look up at you with a smile and say, ‘Michael?’ You look down on me and say, ‘Yes Amy’ My voice starts to shake a bit, but manage to get out, ‘Happy Birthday my sweet Michael. I hope all your dreams come true.’ You smile down on me without.