I mean a special nice. Do you understand what I'm asking you to do, dear?" You want me to treat Jessie special. Like I treat you special?" Yes. Like y...u treat me special," he answered."What would you like me to do?" Just do to Jessie what you let me do to you while I'm gone. I want him to think that you came up with the idea and that I had no influence on your decision at all. Do you understand?" Do you want me to suck his cock? Do you want me to fuck him? Do you want me to let him suck my. Also, I don’t care much for dancing either. Zoe, however, shared my enthusiasm for horse riding and we would often go out for a canter in the fields behind their own field off the back of the farmhouse that they lived in. despite being horribly shy, I always managed to get Zoe to talk, and she said she always looked forward to me coming to visit them because she said it got lonely going riding on her own without anyone to talk to.That first week I was up there was particularly uneventful. A flush began to spread over her cheeks as she struggled to contain her train of thought. Oh she had begun to think about boys but there was one slightly big problem, She had begun to think about someone who must certainly was not a boy. While their were plenty of nice boy's at her school, and plenty of them were more than willing to go out with her and made little attempt to hide it. However, she just felt nothing for them and had made a point of showing it to any boy who got to close for. “Spare some change pretty ladies” the first one croaked but they carried on walking ignoring the tramp. “Fucking tight bitches hope ya get raped” he shouted before slumping back into his filthy blankets. The second bloke was sitting up and didn’t look in as bad a shape as the last and he too asked for change. I shouted for them to stop right in front of the second tramp and I caught them moments later. I began rummaging in my pockets for a bit of change and noticed the tramp looking up and.