I return to the car and drive off toward my destination.Soon, I pull into the driveway and park the car. I grab my things, and put Roue on his leash. ... walk through the gate, up the steps and ring the doorbell.Sally opens the door, hugs me and says, "Boy, I glad you could come over. I hate spending the weekend alone without Matt around."As she escorts us into the room, I see a large Golden Retriever. The dog sees Roue, checks him out, then came over to me and places his nose in my crotch.Sally. She knelt and suck him till he came over the face dripping cum as she brought the pizza back. i told them both that saturday night we will be going out i want you both to dress the part of hookers. Saturday night they both presented them selves and short skirt nylons and garters no panties an blouse no bra bright lipstick and heavy makeup. i said get in the car. we drove to the next town where their was a track that the cops did not bother the girls. I checked into the fleabag hotel around the. For work I wear a uniform skirt, white blouse and jacket (although the jacket is rarely needed in the office). Most times I wear a camisole under my work blouse. For college I wear a variety of T’s and tops, unless I am going there straight to or from work. I particularly like wearing loose rather than tight tops. My boobs are 34B and quite perky so I don’t need any support and I find it more comfortable without a bra. I love that ‘take two’ moment when a guy first realises that I might not be. You’d be crazy to not believe if true.““And I can have as many wishes as I want? No restrictions?”“There are no restrictions on what you might wish for. There are restrictions on what I will provide.”Mark mulled things over. The old man had popped into his dorm room, without warning, appearing out of thin air. It was noon on a Tuesday. He hadn’t smoked weed since the weekend, so he wasn’t high. And he generally didn’t hallucinate, so he didn’t think he was psychotic. He looked around his dorm.