..”I was watching the skinny twelve year old girl, who was clutching the hand of her little sister, Carrie. Bethany was white, and her half sister w...s black, but I never asked. Bethany was a terminally curious little thing, and if any of them were going to want the story, she would. She was the daughter of one of my neighbours, but as I never liked having my friends live on top of me, I hadn’t made friends in the neighbourhood and her family and mine didn’t really mix socially. I was a private. They slowly walked through the open door ahead of them and they found themselves in an impossibly long room. Vincent couldn't even distinctly see its far side. Besides being exceedingly long; it was so high that he could not accurately guess its height. As they kept on walking, they saw, on each side of them, machines of all shapes and sizes. Some were even humming with activity. Vincent couldn't even begin to guess the purpose of all this equipment and whether they were electronic devices or. " I smiled at her. She was preparing some stuffing for the chicken sitting near a big roasting pan."No, you aint. Put them taters down and gone take a bath." She leaned close, wrinkling her nose at me. "You smell like finger puddin'." I do not!" I laughed at her. "I'll take a bath later. I've got time." Hmph." She shook her head. "You think cause I'm old I ain't got no sense? I forget what it smells like? You best put them clothes in the wash too." Just let me do something, okay? I'm bored," I. Spits on her cock and rubs her cock on my lips. I open my mouth to take her. I taste my ass and her cock. I her Pamela's voice......I'm completely restrained. I hear her voice... You're safe honey... You'll always be safe because from now on you will always be with me. I work in an IT dept and noticed your ads in my pastimes. Your comments and picture appreciations with women and Cross-dressers intrigued me. With my background it wasn't hard to find out who you were. You're just the man I need.