"What? The scroll?" Mike asked."Yeah, the scroll. What else would I be talking about!" Are you pulling my leg Susan?" No. Honest . . . I swear. C...me over and see for yourself." Is she there?" Mike asked."Yeah. She's standing right here! And smiling at me as I talk toyou to boot!" Alright. I'll be there soon." Cool. See ya in a bit. Bye." Bye"After we hung up, I turned to Carol and said, "Well dear . . . I'mgoing to go and wait downstairs for Mike. , O.K.? I'll see you in abit . . .. I took a deep breath, sat up, turned to face him and sat cross-legged. Looking down at the ring I placed my hands in my lap, covering the ring before looking at him. He was propped up on his side with his arm under his head looking at me. His hand rested on the bed close to my knee, but not touching.At six-foot-four Marcus would’ve made Jorden feel small even at his five-foot-ten and they both made me feel tiny. Believe me, I’ve compared them before, but right now their similarities and. She had written IMC a check on the spot for half of what they asked. She stipulated that when she received the first commercially viable model, they would get the remainder of the money.Each Mr. Wonderful was custom built based on a questionnaire the buyer filled out at the company's web site. Jane had specified a six-two, two hundred pound outdoorsman; ruggedly handsome, with jet-black hair and deep blue eyes.Jane unfastened the latches and opened the container. She removed the Styrofoam. "What the hell is wrong with me? Why is my twat leaking out cum?" I moaned through my teeth.I felt as if my blood flow just halted suddenly and I began breathing rather loudly too. After about another five minutes, she turned off her shower. I kept my eyes off her the best I could and then I heard footsteps.I couldn't help, but to lean my head back up.I saw her standing about five feet in front of me with her towel wrapped around her waist. "Who is starring now, slut?" I inquired."I don't sleep.