‘Hey what’s wrong with what I’m wearing? It’s your shirt.’ ‘Oh there’s absolutely nothing wrong with what you’re wearing – You look�...�beautiful and sexy in that shirt!’ She looks down shyly checking out the shirt. ‘Yeah? You think so?’ ‘Oh yeah! In fact, I may not wash that shirt after today – Ever.’ She once again giggles in that cute way she does that makes him smile uncontrollably. ‘Now you’re just being silly.’ ‘Is that a good thing?’ ‘Oh that’s a very good thing…’ She says giving a hint of a. They act like we ain't appealing enough," the original old man complained."How dare they," I said with a laugh."That's what I said," he replied laughing as well."Could I speak with you Ms. Porter?" The woman I presumed to be Lois asked."Let's take it outside," I suggested.When we got out to the parking lot she began. "You know who you are. You could guarantee the success of your friends show, if you did a walk on," Lois said."Sorry Lois, I have no interest in the show. If it works out and they. I get the point and dropped to my knees as he stroked himself off.“Oh yes Mr. Ross, give me your cum. I want your dirty load all over my face.” he pumped his length a few timers then aimed directly at my face as he exploded. I think I was more shocked at the sheer velocity of it than I was at the actual amount. Not that there wasn’t a lot of it because there certainly was. I felt steam after stream of hot stick jizz splatter against my face. It landed on my cheeks, on my lips, some went into my. You will learn how to use all of those in the coming months. Here, come to me, Dianne.”I walked to her voice and felt her find my arm, then go down it until she was holding my hand. “Here, once you get really good you can get one of these. This is a Mountbatten Brailler. It is like an interface between a computer and me. It even has an area I can read the text on, and I can type on it, and it can print papers for me. I bet you will get one once you are comfortable with Braille.”“Wow, this is.