I don't have many options and for some reason, I trust you. Guess what, Mesa is my destination." On the way to Mesa, we swapped stories of our evening... DeDe told me the entire blind dare saga from her friend's telling her the guy was nice, his wondering hands, and getting dumped in the desert. I told her about my casino outing and how I donated to the tribe and the casino. DeDe got a laugh out of it. I drove DeDe to her home in an over fifty-five subdivision in Mesa and gave her my name,. ”He stroked his fingers through her beautiful brownhair.“Yeah I’ve heard that before… I have strong spiritualbeliefs but I’m not much of a religious man.”“Do you believe in God?”“Well I know meeting you was a miracle so I guess Ibelieve in something like God!”She pulled herself up on his chest and gave him alittle kiss on the lips. Then she looked like she wasgoing to say something but stopped. “What is it?”“Never. Three days passed. Steve arrived home after work and seemed to be out of his mind. He threw his arms around me, grabbed my ass and kissed me deeply. When he came up for air he looked me straight in the eyes and begged me to unlock him. He told me that his cock had been leaking all day and at one point he had a wet spot appear on his pants. Steve said that he had to stay at his desk until the spot on his pants dried up. He was hornier than I had ever seen him before. I took him by the hand and. Her black playsuit with the gold mask hanging from it was still hung up on her wardrobe and she the dull throbbing in both of her loins and soreness between her thighs was slowly starting to subside. She looked at herself again and she contorted her face so that it looked like it would deconstruct in an attempt at remembering. “Abby. Abby—” came the knocking again from the door but she ignored it. She sighed hard and probed at her memories. As the knocking on the door outside intensified she.