Then we heard the message left by Marcie. “Ash, it's Marcie. I have heard that Sade is knocked up. I am so sorry to hear this. I know how much your ...iece means to you. This has got to be a terrible blow. I never thought she was such a slut, but I guess we just don't know people as well as we think. Seeing how you will be sending her off somewhere until the bastard is born, I was wondering if I could stay there. I will can cook and keep you company while your wife is doing her thing.” She was. ” “Thanks, Ms. Lake.” With a crooked smile, Anna watched him walk toward the kitchen. The chain connecting his wallet to his tight jeans jingled beneath his black leather jacket. He completely looked the part of his reputation, which was only partially founded. He was a bit of a rebel, but she’d discovered from her son that he actually provided somewhat of a calming influence upon the group of friends. James knew where the line was, and kept the group from ending up on the wrong side of the law. .Trying to unwind and take my mind of all these many difficult things yetagain with a large glass of whisky, I suddenly felt an increasing urge totake out the small velvet box again now minus the strange powerful ring,and re-read and reflect on that old Christmas card and it's spideryhandwritten message "For Sure t'is not Finnegan"...For it had suddenly reminded me of an unusual conversation about the weefolk that I'd once had one evening long ago with Brendan, when we'd bothhad a few too many,. As per usual i am to still walk around the apartment naked or clothed in what they feel like with a butt plug in my ass, and each hour of having it in my ass they switch them out with bigger ones. I am to keep my medium to long hair, so my mistresses have leverage while fucking me to drill their magnificent cocks deep in my ass. I love the feeling of their warm, pulsating, rock hard cocks deep in my asshole, just like i love the feeling of the heads and shaft forced down my throat. I worship my.