“That’s guys for you,” I said, trying not to sound false and flat. “Thanks for the offer, but no. It’s not a stalker.“So who is he?” she...asked in a whisper. There was just the two of us working in this office, but I think she was trying to create a sense of intimacy so I would let on all the juicy details. I didn’t want to, but had to give her something. Otherwise she’d be on my case non-stop.“It’s my ex,” I said, hoping it would be enough, but knowing that she would demand more. Nicely, of. On my order call out our Emergency Management Rapid Response Team out to set up field units to feed and house the rescue personnel; and give me a few minutes to think, so I can figure out to handle the media. The crash scene is expected to be enormous, and it will take days, if not weeks to secure it. Let's try to get some comforts set up for our people."I turned to Rick and said, "Get Sarah on the phone and have her start work on a news release. In the meantime, arrange for a quiet leak to get. Lowe. All rights [email protected]: On the day of his father's funeral, a young man is enslaved as asissy by his cruel stepmother and her daughter, until he meets a rock starwho changes his life. This story is dedicated to Sandy Brown, who has sogenerously tried to help me grow as a writer, not that she can be blamedfor any of this story, which she has not yet seen and for which I amsolely responsible.Princess and Prentiss, Part 1By Leslie LoweMy father was buried on my. He asked me if I ever been fucked before. I thought about it, and I was fucked but it was to long ago when I was younger. So I told him no.. He told me that it was going to hurt like hell, and then he pushed it into my ass. I was so shocked, it hurt more then hell. I told him to pull out because it hurt to much. He told me to relax, and that he would not pull out. I was scared, hurt. I pushed myself forward, and pulled his dick out of me. I was whimpering, my ass was hurting. He stop, rubbed my.