...What do you want?...I'm so tired."I said, "I don't know, maybe you could tell me a story like you did in the college days, something to help me go....She started to rub her eyes and sighing, saying, "Honey, I hate those stories! You know I hate to talk about me being with other guys."That's when I said, "Oh, please...I want to cum so bad, and I love to hear your fantasy stories, and that's all it is....FANTASY!" She was starting to get pissed and I know that she was tired, but I was being. The tubes ranged from a few inches to several feet long and from the size of a pencil to several inches in diameter. Each of the tubes had wires connected to the ends and a long strip of flat metal running through the center of the tube. Maybe I should say two strips of flat metal, because the strip was slightly open in the center. The wiring seemed to lead to a large black electrical box next to the bed.“I have no idea what all this was for,” he said. “But I can put a new roof on the building. "Rose swallowed and shed a few tears herself. "Do you hate me, Mom?" No, of course not."Rose angled her head down somewhat and stayed silent. Kate encased her arms around Rose and held her tight. Again, it seemed like they needed some space, so I waited for over five minutes."I love you, Rose," Kate made clear, letting go of Rose. "You are the best daughter I could ever ask for, simple as that. If my lovely daughter wants to be with women and fuck older women while being filmed, I support you.". Carl and the rest of them greeted us.“Almost loaded every thing in,” he said. “Just need to grab my bass drum and your amp.”“Let’s do it. How’s the place?”“You’re going to shit your pants,” Carl said with a grin.“Why?”“It’s fucking ridiculous in there, man!”I stepped into a dark hallway, pushing my amp along on its wheels. Lara was in front of me, following Carl and his bass drum. After a short walk past a dark kitchen of some sort, the passage opened up into another hallway. The sound of.