The story is true, and only the names are changed. It takes place in a capital city of Australia. I would like to add that my stories are more sensuou... and emotional – rather than having a lot of 'dirty words' included in them. Please don't forget to vote and if you have any comments to make – try and send them to me. I will reply to all emails. So sit back and enjoy, let my fingers tell you a story. The story continues:- Jake walked into the ballroom alone. He was 58 years of age, stood. I brought my wards back up after Josh had left and checked all of them to be sure they were still fully effective. We were inside before Al said anything to me.“Josh is scared. He may be scared of you now. I could feel it,” he told me.“Yes, it seems that everyone is scared of me except my enemies, who want to kill me,” I told him with a sigh but was really depressed. I’d never had a lot of friends ... just acquaintances mostly, and I was losing them rapidly.“It’s time for lunch, Al. I’ll make. She began moaning and squirming like she enjoyed it. I continued my exploration until I was rudely interrupted by a soft mouth engulfing my manhood.Surprised at this new development I momentarily paused my work. Looking down and back, who would I see, but Claudette. She was naked and doing an excellent job on my manhood. To top that, one of her hands was furiously diddling her clitoris. It didn't take long for me to reward her with my spend. She didn't miss a drop. What I didn't realize was. "Maybe, but I think that?s bullshit! Becauseyou looked right into my eyes, almost like this, didn?t you?" Ahh those bloodshot eyes in the first row on the left," teased Ray,pushing his hand off his face. "Well yes, now I remember. They?re toughto miss." And so are you," said Liam, softly sliding his hand down his arm."Which is why I didn?t want to miss out on seeing you tonight, becauseif I did who knows when and if I?d ever get the chance to see you again,Ramona." You know you are a huge.