"Somebody dropped a dime and called me how long your contract was with me. When it's over because they want to talk to you into latching on to them." ...e don't gotta contract," Erin said, purposely using bad grammar."It's week to week, right?" Shelly looked into those gorgeous green eyes of Erin's. Rick was one lucky son of a bitch."Shelly, I'm thinking of going off the pill. The only reason I'll leave you is to have a baby. But I'd talk this move over with Rick first. I want him to okay us. " and moved away to the living room. She sat on the sofa and said, "Honey, let's talk."He sat by her and said, "Yes," But he didn't talk. He kissed her again. He reached his hand under her blouse and easily pulled down the soft bra. It felt cold and hot to her when her son touched the bare flesh. He said, "Your breasts feel as beautiful as they look mom." Janice could only moan softly in reply. He fondled her tits for what seemed like forever. She wanted him to stop and she wanted him to. " Dot obliged and began whacking her faster and harder, alternating her two lovely cheeks. As Diana's trembling and moaning abated, she slowed and then just caressed her tenderly. "Thank you mistress I mean Dot, Thank you, thank you. I feel so good."Dot made her stand and kissed her, "Now, Diana you will make love to me for as long as it takes!" Diana nodded and smiled, still breathing hard. Dot got on the couch, leaning back, with her legs spread wide, her feet on two chairs. She pointed at. Sam tried to pray, but his mind had trouble focusing – he was about to die for his crimes.At 7:30 AM, the guards came to the jail cell, unlocked it. The priest and Sam looked up. The first guard said, "It's time."Sam nodded, and he and the priest stood up. They walked together the 100 feet to the death chamber. It was a slow walk, and Sam was trying to bargain in his head with God, but it was too late for that. He knew he had killed that man (actually those men, but he was convicted for one in.