She then asked, “Why not? Aren’t you fucking all of us?” That’s when Jo and V pulled off the blankets, they were fingering each other’s puss...es. I pulled the blanket off of Torre and I to find out she had her hand in her own pussy too. They had tricked me. I was shocked and asked, “You know?” To which Torre replied, “We had a talk today when I cam home and found these two in a 69 next to you while you were sleeping. I guess they didn’t hear me come in and I watched them eat each other till they. "Listen to me, guy. I'm Shelley's agent, and you can tell her from me that if she doesn't call me in five minutes her tits are going to be in the mangle. Got that? Goodbye." A click at the other end demonstrated that I wasn't the only one who could slam a phone down."Now there's a guy who likes to have the last word," I said mildly.I decided to wait around. Things were getting interesting. Eventually, at about half-past eleven, the lady herself arrived, in a large chauffeur-driven car.Jill. He had downloaded my sissy pictures andstarted sending them to me, one after another.Then he started sending me all of my personal information. He knew myname, cell and work phone numbers. He knew my home address. He even hadthe phone numbers and emails of my mother and sister.That last revelation caught my attention so much that I drifted acrossthe lane and almost hit the car traveling next to me. I quickly swervedback into my lane, knocking my phone onto the passenger seat floor. Icouldn't. I remember the first time I met him. He had just got off the plane, and was walking into the airport with a huge smile on his face. He was 6 feet, and looked so much bigger then me. I'm only 4'11'' with short blonde hair, blue eyes, and a smile that just keeps you wanting to see more at least that’s what he was always telling me. He looked so good with his short dark hair and dark brown eyes, and his mustache. His little gray hairs made him look so much sexier or at least to me they did; and.