I could yes iam not putting this on ''''ok cool here the tool get that left tire out''i tried and tried but coudnt get the tire out''dont pretend boy,...go over there and wait like a girl , iam here to do the man you dont have to pretend''''iam not a girl i just cant do this its jammed hard''''then if you want e to do it you know what to do?''''really? you wont do it if i dont wait wearing this?''''you are right, im only helping girls who need my help''i was looking at him not joking at allhe. Strange music suddenly started to play & the lights went down in the hall, what seemed so strange was the room now seemed to be full of people as well sitting on the chairs. None of it made sense because it seemed to happen so fast, Ivana & Shema were now standing almost to attention one of them either side of me. Slow drum beats started to sound & the audience seemed to be signing strange wording in a non-stop rhythm, it was like a mystical trance.I suddenly heard the scream of a young blonde. Night cap and conversation. That would be pleasant...There was the whir and click as the door recognized its key...he pushed inward standing to the side to let her in. Her feet were killing her in those shoes, so she removed them and stepped inside with murmured thanks. It was a nice room in the Uptown area, close enough that if she was called away for an emergency ...wouldn't take long to get there. She heard the click of the door shutting.......then the click of the lock. It took less than a. She dared not articulate her inward begging, lest he desist another time.Eric clicked the vibrator into motion and skimmed it teasingly over the surface of Daniella’s plumpish upper thighs, keeping it ever just shy of her parted labia. He monitored each response of her taut body and near-agonised face, loving the sweet pain of denial that racked her. He withdrew the thrumming silver pencil and raised it to the pale mounds of her breasts, circled each dark nipple till it thrust out bullet-like.