Hannah could hear the two girls running up the stairs and closing the door. Hannah was nervous for what would happen next, but very excited to be clos... to Mr. Smith again. Mr. Smith took out the dildo out of Hannah’s pussy and united her collar. He sat her up and took out her gagball and undid her handcuffs. He released from the spreader bar and stood her up. She was now standing up, blindfolded, still without any clothes on. She did not dare to move, she was hoping that Mr. Smith would touch. Did you get mine?”“I suspect that it’s with the next-door neighbor. I haven’t gone over there yet, but the packages aren’t here, so I suspect they either took them in or the post office delivered them there. They do that when nobody is home here. Wait, I see a notice in my pile of mail that it was left next door. I’m sure it’s wonderful.”“How are you holding up?” Karin asked. “You seem to be dealing with quite a few difficult situations right now.”“It’s worse than you know. Jennifer and her. We sat up on the floor. I started to get up to get a condom (we used them, very successfully, for birth control) but she said, "No, fuck me now. Fuck me you horny stud. I want your naked and hot cock in me now." She was almost shouting but in the hungry sexual way of a woman overheated by sexual lust. She was then lying on the floor on her back with her dress pushed up above her waist and her legs spread open. She was able to open her pussy almost 2 inches that way. She also began to caress her. I took a cheap apartment in town. I hoped the best for Cindy; she obviously deserved someone better than me. To my dismay, Corona Joe stopped showing up on Tuesday nights. So there was no Cindy, no Danny, no Corona Joe. Only Missy, my lovely Nubile Nubian.I was sipping a beer at a bar one evening when I looked over my shoulder to see Corona Joe alone at a corner table with a drink. He looked uncharacteristically glum. When I joined him I said, "Joe, where have you been? I miss you." "You.