I told Brenda that the shoes must be for her.She told me she didn't think so, because the package was addressed to"Vanessa" and that I was the only Va...essa that lived there. I tried themon and they fit perfectly. I was sure these packages were sent by Paul,but again how did he know my shoe size? I asked Brenda if she had talkedwith him. She said no and asked if I tried on shoes while I was at themotel. I told her I had not. Shen then said, "Well, perhaps he is a goodguesser." I asked her if. Actually I?m not the newest anymore, Becky is, but I still like doing things like that around the bank. I bring Mr. Hartwell his coffee every morning in the special #1 boss mugs I bought for him last Boss?s Day. He swears that I?m the only one that makes it the way he likes. And, it?s funny to say that makes me feel proud.I slide my little nameplate into the holder by my window. It says ?Chloe?. That?s my name now. Everyone says it?s a pretty name and that it suits me. I love when people. You would think that we were a perfect match and in that you would be right, but we had a bad experience back in Detroit and it had made us very cautious.Hopefully you've already read the story "Jenny's Tape" so you are aware of what I'm talking about. To recap, Jenny allowed herself to be fucked by her sister's husband who had been video taping us making love. He kept the tape to blackmail Jenny into fucking him again, which she ended doing willingly as long as he returned the tape to her. He. That was just. Oh my God. That was incredible. That felt so good," Tammy said.It didn't take long, with Kiley sitting there watching, until Tammy and I found ourselves literally naked in my living room. I could not believe I was doing this.Until Tammy slid to her knees, took my dick in her hand, slid her hand down the shaft, and without saying anything to me, slid it deep into her teenage throat.She started sucking me so hard, I thought I was going to cum. I was gasping and breathing so goddamn.