Typical shape-shifting gene behavior. She would be on her way back home in the morning, none the worse for wear, though with the standard follow-up se...sions with a military counselor in her future. Probably Nikki Sabimura, in fact.And then there was the paperwork, oh God. With the routine stuff it was bad enough, with this cluster fuck to report it was a nightmare. The doorbell rang. "Who in the world... ?" she wondered aloud. She went to the front door and opened it. A fairly nondescript man. Mark is tongue fucking Jayne and she is moaning and really grinding on his face.We decide we will fuck doggie style, Mark enters my dripping cunt and grabs my ass and nice deep thrusts into my dripping pussy. Jayne is licking my cunt and Mark's cock as he is fucking me. I am screaming and moaning as he takes his cock all the way out and then jams it into my sweet pussy. I am screaming to Mark to fuck me harder and faster. His cock feels amazing in my wet pussy. He is grabbing my hair with each. All sorts of people." How much will they pay you?" Five hundred pounds."Dorothy becomes thoughtful, does not look at Caroline.Caroline wonders if her confession was a mistake. "Does it bother you that I take their money." I never thought it would be so much. Do you have to do whatever they say?" Pretty much." I'd love to be like you, Caz, but I don't have a Joe to look after me." But if you did have someone to take care of you, would you?" But I don't." I could look after you — Joe too." He's. I spent the next few days cleaning out the spare rooms, I spent a sizable chunk of my inheritance returning some luster to the Manor and by weeks end it looked spectacular. That night I had the most vivid dream I had ever had. I was standing in a vast field of lush grass, I was wearing a three piece suit and holding a bottle of Champagne and two glasses. "Felix over here!" a feathery voice beckoned to me. I turned and say a gorgeous woman sitting on the grass under an oak tree. She was pulling.