She got a funny look on her face and I told her you will stay naked for as long as we are married. She cried a little bit and I told her that I loved ...er but I was like dad I wanted my whore available at all times. After that day except to people on the street I don't think I ever called her Dina again it was always whore. We went back in the house and dad had mom bent over the kitchen table plowing her asshole and when whore saw that she got more tears in her eyes, I suppose she knew what was. I can. I say again that I’d like to see all of her and she smiles and tells me that she may the next time we talk, throws me a kiss and then closes the camera and signs off. I sit for minutes looking at the black window where she was only minutes ago. My mind is racing and I find that I have myself in my hand and my pants are opened. I shut the machine down and go to bed. My dream repeats with the added feature of my watching her masturbate. It has been a very long two days when I arrive home. Since I was late getting to the scene, they told me I had drawn the short straw, and my job would be to scout out the enemy's lines, measure distances to various points and discover the number and weight of his guns. I asked to see the straws, and my old comrades just smiled.So on every moonless night for the next week, especially on those evenings when it rained, I was out there between the lines counting paces to the British redoubts, trying to estimate the size of the cannon I could see and. Tiffany ignored him and took her pizza to a table to eat. She didn'tnotice the man was still staring at her. She finished and went to catcha cab. The man came up behind her and grabbed her by the shoulder. Thatwas the wrong move because Tiffany turned and grabbed the man and threwhim over that very same shoulder. The defensive training from the FBIhad paid off."Ouch, " he yelled, "I'm going to sue you."A cop walked up and said, "Is this man bothering you miss?" Not anymore," she replied."That.