It was her great-grandmother’s 90th birthday that weekend, and her family was having a mini-reunion in San Francisco. She had promised that she wou...d call me when she got back home that evening.As 7 pm got closer, a nervous pit opened up in my stomach. Stephanie still hadn’t called, and she should have been home over an hour ago. Thousands of possibilities raced through my mind, each more outlandish than the next.My mom, sensing my growing anxiety (I’m sure it was plainly written across my. To kill somebody was one thing.To cannibalize them, that was beyond the pale. But the study of all theinformation reminded him of something that was in the back of his mind.In addition to his other assets Mick had a photographic memory. Once heread something it never completely left his mind. He went to hiscomputer and logged on to the Internet. There he did a search forCamoro Gamboli and found the photo he was looking for; a shot taken foran article on organized crime that appeared in The New. We went over the all the details, everything from what she should wear to make up, to different “what if” scenarios. She decided she wanted to shave her pussy completely, she thought it would be sexier for Bill that way. She also bought a special pair of panties that she would give to him as a souvenir. There was no doubt about it, Katie was excited and couldn’t wait!About a day before the big night, Katie came back from getting a pedicure (her toes always looked sexy, but she wanted them to. Somehow she thought her grandpa could do whatever she needed as she clenched again and again with rippling muscles around the swollen plug. She needed my flow as much as I did. “Let’s go to bed Brandy,” I whispered as my lips pressed to her neck and then nibbled tauntingly to lovingly beckon her to my wish. She rose from my lap and allowed my coated shaft to splat against my abs. Holding out her hands she helped me to rise from the chair and led the way to the bed room walking backwards down.