“I’ll be there at four and wait for you to find time for me. I should warn you I may be involved in a court case soon,” I said.“I know. Don’... worry it isn’t about any pending case,” she said with a smile. “I look forward to seeing you at four or shortly thereafter.”“Fair enough,” I said.It struck me that a judge wanted to see me and I should be nervous as a whore in church. Instead I was calm. I had several balls in the air, and I felt more alive than I had since ran away from Philly. I guess. He told her more about his world, she shared her tales of her life as ruler of Fantasia.She grew to look forward to Bastian's visits with great eagerness not proper for a ruler like herself.She didn't realize it then, but looking back now she knew she had been falling in love with him.But then Bastian's visits started becoming less frequent, he didn't look at Fantasia with the same wonder as he did before.He didn't seem to have time to tell her tales of the human world anymore, and his outlook. She seems a little up tight. We have a light dinner and a few drinks, I got a pretty good buzz. My wife takes over and heads us off to the bedroom. My wife is trying to be all professional. She has me and Nora start kissing and touching each other and then the three of us remove our clothes. Nora is not half bad naked except for her granny bush. We are both standing there naked facing each other, my cock rock hard knowing it is about to get some new pussy. My wife has Nora go down on her knees. “Do what she says DeAngelo!” One of the boys pleaded. “Unlock the door!”“Two,” Becky said.“Becky please!” I pleaded.“Thwee,” Becky said.Then, after a brief moment of silence, Becky slid her tiny fingers into the seam where the door met the frame, and pulled. The sound of shrieking metal was horrible, but Becky smiled as she peeled back the van’s sliding door. Bolts popped out and fell to the ground beside Becky’s tiny sneakers as she ripped the door from the frame, and threw it to the ground..