When he had first run for office, the 'machine' had paid a visit. They only needed one answer to one question, 'Can you play ball or not?' God help hi..., his answer had been yes. After the election the phone calls and visits never ended. A favor here, a bit of grease there, just like the call he had gotten off of ten minutes ago.Feeling slightly queasy Dan made his way to his private restroom. As he reached to open the medicine cabinet behind the mirror he noticed the 'Mother of all Zits' in the. Summer is over and it’s back to business’, apologized Margo‘You don’t have to join a nunnery….I was just saying…as you said, summer is over’, whispered Nellie blushingNellie’s parents were separated. Nellie was adopted and an only c***d. Margo’s sister didn’t care where Nellie was or who she was sleeping with. Margo had taken Nellie under her wing, so to speak, and both women had spent some quality time together in the past few months. Margo was 40, not a beautiful woman, but a smiling,. So just be warned, food, drinks, clothing, everything and anything is fair play, as long as cum is involved. Also as a quick question to all the other writers out there, have you guys ever gonna back and jerked off to your own writing, I personally can never get off to my own. Just a fun little question I had, feel free to comment :)Life was going great! That is until your entire family died in a mysterious plane crash. Their deaths hurt for a while, but the collective life insurances of six. .focus.” You whisper to yourself as you pull your phone out of your pocket to activate your flashlight.As the room lights up, you notice an abundance of creepy looking things; skulls, a black wooden bed frame matched in color by a thick overhead tapestry, dolls that look like they are from the 18th century, a jar with a skeleton's hand in it.“What even is this place?Probably some weirdo or old dude lives here” you remark to yourself and search the desk drawers.Lots of rings, these could sell.