"Sandy turned from her girlfriend and searched through her big leather bag until she found the foil-wrapped packet she had stashed there for emergenci...s. Actually, it was Roger's idea, but she had to agree it was a good one. "Chris, come on, this will get you in a party mood."Chris looked up, saw that Sandy was holding a lighted cigarette in her hand. She held the lighted stick of marijuana in offering and Chris accepted it, though reluctantly. Too many times she'd let herself loose control. That made me look around as best I could to see if anyone was watching, and there was an old man sat in his bedroom window watching me get fucked up the ass and in the mouth while loving every minute of it. I somehow knew this old man would be using me soon knowing he had the power to do so after seeing me used like the slut I was now becoming.I felt the BBC start to expand and get even bigger in my little pussy, god it felt like my ass was going to explode it was growing so big, then he. Saw you sign off the network. Figured you might be heading home and decided to drop in,’ she said. ‘You did?’ I suppressed my smile. ‘I did, and I brought some wine. Chateaux Margeaux….your favorite, right?’ She held up two bottles. I realized that I maybe tell my seminars a bit too much about myself and my good taste. ‘And how did you buy that?’ ‘With money.’ Her voice had a sarcastic tone. ‘Ok, I have good friends with great ID,’ she said with a huge just don’t dare ask me any more questions. She was so brittle that her face looked like it would fall off if we had any turbulence. The sight of her waving her arms in the aisle with the silly seatbelt was enough to make me suffer a fit of laughing with my face buried in the blanket provided for my comfort.I hadn't gotten the story from Phoebe as yet but it sounded from the tone of her voice to be something a hell of a lot more personal than some fucking paintings that got accidently lost on purpose. I had already figured that thing out.