I said I was having an ache in my stomach. “Stevie told me you were not feeling well so I decided to come over and see you” “Oh, you don’t nee... to do that.” I said. “Well, lay down and I’ll take your temperature.” She got a thermometer out of her purse and put it in my mouth and asked: “Are you alone?” I nodded. As we waited on my temperature, I couldn’t help but notice how pretty she was. I never really admired Mrs. Anderson out before, but this time I noticed her full red lips, nice dark. " All the little people shock their heads in agreeance with him. "If you've come from a place so far away, the only way you'll likey find your way back is by asking the Wizard of Poz." The Wizard of Poz?" said Dorothy. "How do I find him?" Go to Emerald City," replied one of the little women. "You'll find him there." Emerald City," repeated Dorothy in awe. "Which way do I go?" The ONLY way," replied the man, pointing a glowing path reaching across the land behind her. "Just follow the Yellow. More, Daddy… I want more… I want your dick… I need to have this cock inside me… Please, Daddy… Please put your cock in my pussy…” Mike was thunderstruck by her bold request, stammering, “You… you want me to… Baby, I… I don’t think… We really shouldn’t, sweetie.”Stacey pulled her pussy away from his fingers and maneuvered herself to straddle his legs, facing him. With both hands, she stroked his stiff shaft, staring down at it as she did so. “But I really want to, Daddy.”Mike was suddenly. I objected to the saloon girls working there being prostitutes but he insisted that that was the way things were. We wouldn’t attract enough paying customers without the girls and the girls couldn’t earn what they needed to without prostituting themselves. It was a cost of doing business but it added to the profits too. I supposed I didn’t have a choice in the matter but I wasn’t going to put up with any forced recruitment like Mrs. Turner tried to do with me. Bill agreed and said he always.