I took whatever was ready, then had them pack the pieces in a paper bag. It was easier to carry that way. Then I was off to the Haw River View with my...pizza. I would be in heaven for a few minutes anyway.I ate two of the slices, then wrapped the bag tight. I had known all along that I wouldn’t finish the pizza. When I left twenty minutes later, I carried the pizza with me. It gave me a chance to try out the new scooter saddlebags. The saddle bags were much easier to handle than the backpack,. But Connor’s little thing is perfect for Rose’s tight little hole. I think it’s time for a little double penetration.“Stand up please, Baby…we need to get that short skirt off of you.”Rose stands, unbuttons and unzips her mini and lets it drop to the floor. As usual, she isn’t wearing panties and her mound is freshly shaved. How could this boy not figure out how to fuck my daughter? I begin to think that the little bastard just might be gay. Now wouldn’t THAT be a pisser?“Come over here Baby. I think she is a Bengali (don’t know much about her!), she washes clothes in our house and she is damn hot. Her figure is 34-26-36. She is a bit dark. She’s not even ‘shut the face, fuck the base’ kind of female, she’s hot like from top to bottom. She is married but doesn’t have kids as her husband is a drunkard. So his happened last month while Kiran was washing clothes on the balcony and I was in the balcony finding my stuff. As she was sitting on a stool while washing clothes, I could see. If you live near here I can take you home.’ ‘Yes, it’s … I live about two miles down this street. Yes, if you could do that, I’d appreciate it.’ Despite her mild protests, the man insisted he could carry Gail to the car, make her comfortable lying down on the back seat, and carry her into her apartment building. Gail was so busy telling him what to look for on the street ahead, she did not remember to introduce herself, nor did she ask him for his name. As the man carried Gail down the hallway.