I'm happy to see that I was not needed." Oh, yeah, I read about you. Please come down here where we can talk, or would you like for me to come up ther...? I'm getting a crick in my neck." Come on up. We are less likely to be interrupted up here. There's a fire escape just about 20 feet ahead of you. By the way, you did not tell me your name."The stranger climbed up the fire escape and met Nemesis on the roof. "My name is Sarah Winters. I won't ask your real name, under the circumstances." Thank. "Micheal?" She looks up to the older, slightly balding man who addressed her. "Can you tell me where the tub is?" Micheal just looks back down to the ground, still afraid they won't let her go home. Home? Where is home? Where do I live? What's wrong with me! she mentally screams and flops down in her chair frustrated at her lack of knowledge of her life. Knowing that wasn't true. She remembered her whole childhood and a Blonde-Harried man named 'Tristin' who loved her and her him but he left. Clyde pushed the table back so he could kneel between her spread legs, and after dropping his pants he pushed his erect cock into my wife in one hard thrust. Her eyes flew open at the sudden intrusion."Oh... My...God..." she groaned.She looked over at me and said,"He's so big..."Mark suddenly stood up on the seat at the other side of Alison and aimed his cock at her face."I need to cum...suck it for me...I want to cum in your mouth..."She reached out and took his cock in her hand, and just as. After breakfast was over, I gave them the grand tour of the place, including a brief visit to the basement labs. They were impressed (or possibly disturbed) by the masses of computers I had down there, as I explained how I had made my money with analysis and predictive computer models of the markets.When they saw the lab portion of the basement, I was accused of being a mad scientist, to which I gave my best mad doctor/world domination laugh."But seriously, no, I can't tell you. If I ever get.