You both screwed up and unless you want to be replacing the teeth of snot-nosed whiny kids with money for the rest of eternity or worse, I suggest you...listen and listen good." said Don with as much malice as he could muster. "That guy you changed is the fiancé of the daughter of Lynneth Alleyn." Not the Lynneth Alleyn surely?" said Stephen, his face going whiter than hospital sheets and his eyes bulging."The very same." Oh dear." Who's Lynneth Alleyn?" asked Cedric. Both Don and Stephen looked. However, the boxers he wore provided little coverage for his genitalia.---Back in the present, I saw the wife leave at the front door, kissing her husband goodbye. Cute gal, Trish. Nice butt. Busty. Golden locks. I stared as she got in the car and drove away. She was nice enough: cute as fuck but just as crazy. Maybe more crazy. I just sat there in the car waiting for the imminent phone call. I could feel my butt pucker in that way it always does when I’m about to get fucked real. Mera mane Aryan hai mein jabalpur mein rehta hun graduation kar raha hun or sath mein friend ke sath masti or bhi bahutKuch ab mein apne bare mein or bata dun meri height 5’4 hai mein body slim hai or mere land ka size 9 inc lamba or 3 se 4 inc mota hai jo ladies ko bahut hi pasand hota haiAb mein story start karta hun ye kuch mahino pehle ki bat hai meri mami or mama ek shadi mein aye hue the jabalpur or mere ghar par hi ruke hue the shadi attend karke mama chale gye or mami ruk gayi mein apni. Andy rubbed his hands, "This could be real gold in this box. Did your Dad collect baseball cards?" Beats me, Mom never said anything about it." Billy said.The old tape gave away easily. And He opened the flaps and looked inside. "What the fuck?" He said to Andy. There were no old baseball cards in it. It was just a pile of dusty magazines.Andy reached into the box and blew the cover off. "Oh Shit! This is better than baseball cards. This is porn!" He said.Billy reached inside the box and pulled.