Well, it's midnight Sara said, no better time to start. Huh? Tonight? Really? I asked. Yep, Lisa said, no better time than the present! But I'm goi...g to be so tired tomorrow and I have to drive home. Tough cookies Sara said with a howling laugh. And any more lip out of you boy and you will be dealt with severely. Yes Miss Sara I said. Miss Sara, I like the way that sounds, good. What do you say to Lisa? Yes, Miss Lisa, I am ready to do your will. They gleam at each other over their. ..She replied--"I can't believe u said that to those guys. I really started liking u"'Ya' i replied ' i like myself too'N i squashed on the couch looking for the remote when Enrique Iglesias's crooning came to my ears...n wat i saw as i turned back had my 12 inch cock screaming bloody murder. There she was Natasha had striped n was wearing nothing but some pink panties..her braest bounced as she walked he nipples on those golden hemispheres stickin out proud erect...those long legs seemed to. She assured me, however, that she as feeling much better now, a statement I believed when I took into account the number of quick drinks she'd had in the short timespan she'd been in the bar. Finally, Lisa turned to me and asked when we were going to the adult bookstore. I led her outside to my car to begin the short, ten minute journey to a place I still had trouble believing Lisa had never been. Along the way, Lisa's skirt rode up her leg and by the time we were halfway to the bookstore, her. I’m sure we should put it in writing, a contract so to speak. I assume I would have to commit to a fair amount of time, perhaps with some financial incentives involved. But it would be a lovely life in some ways, a lonely one I’m sure in other ways. So, I meet with Harold and iron out all the details and we actually get married, at City Hall in a very quiet and unceremonial event. I’ve now been married four years. I have beautiful clothes, I’ve been to a number of major cities in Europe and.