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Epilogue Part 5 (No Sex)

5/5/2009

Halloween crept up on me and before I knew it Wednesday the
29th of October flashed across my computer screen. My month
at work had been hectic trying to get all the holiday wines
ordered in time. The costs and retails all had to be entered
into the AS400 system by hand and was proving to be a pain
in the ass. I had to remind myself to cut back on my buying
the next year. "David Williams line one Dave line
one" Said a cashiers voice over the loud speaker.



I plucked the receiver off it's base and hit the red
blinking button connecting my call. "This Dave how
may I help you" I said


"Remind me again why am I being drug to Nebraska to
go to some bar dressed as the world's tallest pirate"
said an annoyed voice. "Because Tara is getting cold
feet about meeting my parents and friends and wants a friendly
face with her." I replied


"And really it's Julie dragging you with us."
I pointed out flatly


"Well it's like what 6 hours stuck in a car"
Jason said sounding like a little kid who didn't want
to go to church.


"More like 7" I replied


"Lovely" He said and hung up. I clicked to line
two and dial Tara's cell phone number. After a few rings
she answered "Hello"


"I thought Jason was going to be Al Capone" I
said "He is talking about being the worlds tallest
pirate or something"


"Ha, yeah Julie was messing with him" She laughed



"Oh this is going to be fun ride down" I said trying
to keep the irritation out of my voice.


"Oh lighten up, it'll be fun" she laughed
"I will make it up to you I promise"


"Oh and how do you plan on doing that" I asked
my interest completely peaked. Since we added anal to our
sex life I had gone to bed many a night barely able to breath.
She laughed and told me that I would have to wait and find
out. She told me she was late for class, and we said our goodbyes.
I finished my day with out any further interruptions and
made the long drive home in record time. I exploded through
the door and yelled in my best Ricky Ricardo "Lucy
I am home". Nothing, nada, zip, no answer what so ever.
I felt disappointment wash over me and I slumped defeated
onto the cold suddenly ratty looking couch.


I took off my tie and flipped on the boob tube wondering where
Tara was. An hour or so passed by with out a word and I was starting
to get worried. I was just about to call her when I heard the
key in the lock. I sat up excited to hear what she had to say.
Tara walked in and calmly set her school Sociology books
down on the table. She looked adorable in her black Victoria
Secret pant suit. It's pink pin striping matching
a broad pink plastic hair band holding back her light blonde
hair. I broke my stare and asked "Well"


"Dave I got the results back" she said with a
weird look on her beautiful face. "I'm pregnant"



The words cut through me like a hot knife through butter.
I felt my legs get weak and I sat back on the couch not knowing
what to say. I couldn't believe what I had just heard
from her. My mind flashed through scenario after scary
scenario all of which ended badly. How is it possible she
could be pregnant, I mean shit these days my cum usually
ends up in her ass or mouth. I mean I know pre cum can get a girl
pregnant and we usually start in her pussy. Just as my mind
was beginning to spin out of control she laughed out a giant
laugh. "you pansy I got accepted to graduate school"



The shock of it drained from body as I realized she was messing
me like usual. "you're sick you know that"
She laughed again and went to work stripping off her clothes
like always. She dropped her clothes in a pile at her feet
and came over to me. She pushed me back into the couch and
straddled me. She took my face in her hands and kissed me
softly letting it linger before speaking again. "you
know if you weren't so gullible I wouldn't mess
with you all the time"


"No you are just sick in the head" I laughed


"awww baby that's why you love me" she said
as she got up and headed into the kitchen to forage for food.
I watched her naked 5'5 110 lbs lean frame disappear
around the corner thinking I was one lucky guy. Tara had
been dropping the L bomb in various ways lately as if testing
the water. I tried to ignore it as much as possible and got
quite good at it. I looked down at my crotch and saw she had
left a little white trail on my black pants. This giving
me a good idea got me up off the couch and into the kitchen.
I moved behind her as she stood staring into the packed fridge.



I slid my hands down her ass and gave it a squeeze. I brought
my lips to her shoulder and gently sucked on her flesh. Tara
scrunched her shoulders up and gave a shiver. "Down
boy, food first fuck later" she said pushing back
against me. Defeated I gave her a pat on the butt and wandered
back into the living room. I shed my clothes and sat down
on the end of the couch. I flipped channels trying to find
something good to keep my interest.


I stopped on VH1 and just in time for an NSYNC video.


"Can this be true Tell me can this be real how can I put into words what I feel My life was complete I thought I was home Why do I feel like I'm loosing control I never thought that love could feel like this until you changed my world with just one kiss how can it be that right here in with me there's and angel it's a miracle your love is like a river peaceful and..........


"oh hell no" I thought and turned the channel.
" hey turn that back I love that song" said Tara
as she walked in the room carrying a plate of celery and baby
carrots. She sat the plate of veggies down on the coffee
table and dropped her body onto the sofa. She selected a
short piece of celery and laid her head in my lap. She brushed
her shoulder length blonde hair from behind her neck covering
my naked dick. She grabbed a blue Harry Potter blanket off
the back of the sofa that I had gotten a few years back from
a previous job and covered her naked body. " It's
getting fucking cold outside" she said giving a little
shudder.


"Yeah Minnesota winters suck" I said and reluctantly
turned back to VH1. The stupid boy band was going on about
how God had spent more time or something and Tara started
to holler along with the song.


"You know I make enough money, if you want singing
lessons for your birthday I would be happy to oblige"
I said laying my hand onto her blanket covered hip. She just
flipped me off and started to sing louder. I had long since
learned to give up, so I started howling like a dog. She lifted
her head and let it drop back down dangerously close to racking
me.


"Ass" she said "yes please" I countered
"later" she volleyed "how about now"
I asked "food now" she said "fuck later"
I questioned, she laughed and told me I was over sexed. Now
as much of good argument as that was, I felt I needed to point
out "If I was over sexed I wouldn't be begging
now"


She let out a frustrated "uuuuuugggghhhhh"
I knew I had gotten under her skin and figured I was well on
my way to paying her back for the pregnancy thing. Madonna
came on and she snatched the remote out of my hands. She flipped
through the channels and stopped on Lethal Weapon 2 probably
hoping it what refocus my attention. It worked. I got through
the whole movie before I realized that Tara had fallen asleep
in my lap. I looked down and watched her sleep for a while.
I still thought she could have been Kate Bosworth's
twin sister even though she disagreed. I had even gone as
far as putting a poster from the movie Blue Crush on my bedroom
wall. She hated it of course but I got a sick pleasure out
of that and left it on the wall.


"Well congratulations about graduate school"
I said to her sleeping form. I figured that we could celebrate
when she felt up to it. The last couple months of her senior
year had worn her down with it's work load. There where
many nights when she would come over and just fall asleep.
I would tuck her sexy nude body in bed and find something
else to occupy my time. I didn't mind so much it was really
nice having her around. Her apartment now looked like mine
when we had met. It was barren and almost empty of her everyday
things. She had slowly began to fill my house with things
she brought over out of necessity. Out of 7 nights in a week
she probably stayed 6. Staying home only if she really needed
to study and wanted to avoid the temptation of us.


I flipped through channels for a while figuring I would
stay up late. I had taken Thursday through Monday off for
our trip back to my Nebraska home. I hadn't been home
since the last November and felt a little nervous about
going back. We were going to visit Jacie's grave in
Lincoln. Her parents would be out of town so I wouldn't
be able to see them this trip. I had talked with them a few
times but our relationship was no where near what it used
to be since. I was sad about that but figured only time would
tell.


I had called Eric and Troy and they were planning on meeting
us at the bar sometime during that night. Well after a 2 hour
lecture on what a good friend was they agreed. So all in all
it was turning out to be a big party. I had booked a suite at
Ameristar Casino in Council Bluffs, Iowa for Tara and I.
I had no clue if Jason got himself and Julie a room but Tara
gave them all the information on it. "Oh well"
I thought "no need to worry about it until we are there"
They were going to show up at my house the next day around
10 am so we could all get ready to go on our 7 hour adventure.



I looked down one last time to Tara's sleeping face.
She had brought me so far over the last couple of months.
Tara found me at my weakest barely taking care of myself
and walking through life in slow motion. She had awoken
something deep inside me and brought me through the dark
into bright shining sun light. I had almost cleared my heart
and mind of misery and reshaped my neglected body. My social
life was alive with restaurants and clubs, hell even my
work got better somehow. I had momentary bouts of sadness
when something would remind me of a forgotten moment with
Jacie. But I was moving on like I knew she would want. All
in all things were starting to look up, now if I could just
make it through this Nebraska trip I should be all good.
I laid my head back against the well worn gold sofa and fell
into a deep sleep.


The next morning I woke up sore and alone. Tara had covered
me with a blanket after she had gotten up. There was a note
on the fridge saying that she had gone to pick up my costume
and that she would be back shortly. I looked at the clock
and noticed I only had about a half hour before Julie and
Jason were supposed to show up.


I jumped in the shower and got cleaned up for the long ride
to Omaha. I decided to try something new so instead of shaving
clean I fashioned my stubble into a thing called a Chin Strap.
I formed the line of face fuzz connecting my sideburns carefully
and left a soul patch and mustache for good measure. I looked
in the mirror and I didn't really recognize myself.
The dark circles under my eyes where long gone and my face
had remnants of a summer tan still keeping it dark. My hair
had been kept short and cut in a way that I could style it messy
and still look good. My chest and arms where firm with new
muscles and my stomach was beginning to show signs of a six
pack that I had previously traded in for a cub keg.


I laughed at my revere and got dressed before searching
for any last minute items that I needed to take with me. I
wandered through the house I found my wallet and slipped
it into my khaki cargo pants. Somewhere between trying
to find my keys and deciding on whether or not I should bring
an extra pair of shoes a large booming knock happened. I
figured it was Jason since the door almost came off it's
hinges. I hoped that Julie told him about her little costume
joke so it wouldn't be a longer ride down than it needed
to be. After opening the door I was relieved to see that Jason
was smiling. "Dude I am Al Capone" he said as
he headed for the couch.


Julie rolled her eyes and followed him onto the couch. She
sat down next to him and grabbed his hand putting it on the
top of her thigh. They flirted with each other right away,
they made little inside jokes to one another and let out
little giggles. " She must have made him an honest
man after all" I thought. "who knew" I
moved into the living room and sat down on the only other
piece of furniture I had left. A beat up red chair and ottoman
that I had snagged from my parents when we moved up here.
They asked me to tell them a little bit about Omaha and took
a break from their normal PDA.


I told them about the Old Market area and the world class
Henry Doorly Zoo. I described corn fields in the middle
of the city and that was pretty much what there was to tell.
I started to tell them about Lincoln when Tara burst through
the door holding a giant paper bag with twine handles. She
said "hi" and booked it into the bedroom. When
I started to get up Julie told me to sit back down and it was
none of my business. I looked at Jason for a little help,
but all I got in return was a shrug. "ok now I am getting
nervous about this costume thing" I thought to myself.



Tara came back into the living room dragging a giant piece
of luggage. The blue Swiss bag looked stuffed to the gills
and the way she struggled with it down the hallway I figured
it was heavy too. I looked at her beautiful smiling face
"I suppose that is it"? I asked hopefully. She
let out a little laugh and turned back down the hallway.
"you know there is only two of us" I yelled after
her. Jason let out a little laugh. As it turned out Tara was
a habitual over packer and judging by what she had brought
over to my house I should have known.


She reappeared pulling a slightly smaller suit case that
looked much easier to handle. She brushed a lock of blonde
from her face and put her hands on her hips letting out a gasp.
"phew ok you guys about ready to roll" she asked
looking from me to them. "Should I call the porters
to help with the luggage" I said giving her a hard time.
She simply stuck her tongue at me and pointed to the large
suitcase."fetch"


I laughed and lifted my self out of the chair obeying her
orders. I am glad I took out the third bench seat or all of
our stuff wouldn't have fit in the Expo. Jason got up
to help me with the bags and of course grabbed the small one.
After about breaking my back loading it into the back of
the Expedition and doing last minute bathroom breaks we
headed on the road to Omaha. The trip was pretty uneventful,
we stopped at Albert Lee, Minnesota at this giant log cabin
style truck stop for a bathroom break and to top off the gas
tank. After that the three people in my Expedition fell
asleep leaving me to my thoughts as I drove in silence.


The last time I had driven this trek was when I came back from
the funeral of my wife. It seemed like so long ago. I had become
a much different person since, though I laughed again and
was happy in my relationship with Tara I felt detached.
I wasn't anywhere near the wreck of a human being that
I was, but I still had an empty hole that couldn't be
filled. I know Tara was starting to fall in love with me,
if she wasn't already. I just didn't know if I would
ever be able to feel the complete and consuming love I had
with Jacie. I loved Tara in my own way maybe and hoped it would
be enough for her, I guess time would tell.


Down I 35 to Des Moines, moving onto I 80 heading toward Nebraska.
Head South on I 29 and follow it until you see the sign that
said Council Bluffs, Iowa. About 5 miles from the Hotel
and Casino I heard Jason's sleepy voice "Are
we there yet" I told him it would be few more miles.
I caught a glimpse of Julie stretching out her long arms
"are we there yet" she repeated through a yawn.
I repeated myself and continued on.


"Are we there yet" asked Tara from beside me.
I turned to see her uncurl her legs from underneath her body.
She stretched herself out then slumped back into her seat
putting her bare feet on the dash. I laughed "don't
make me turn this car around"


They all laughed and looked out the window at the barren
cold Iowa landscape. "Holy shit" Julie exclaimed
"you weren't kidding, what are all those sticks
coming up from the ground" I laughed at that and told
her it was corn stalks. I don't know why it was so funny,
but I just kept laughing until tears fell from my brown eyes.
I wouldn't stop and they all started to laugh just because
I was. We came closer to our destination and Tara started
going through radio station's to see what Omaha radio
was like.


She settled on Sweat 98.5 and Daniel Beddingfield's
"Gotta Get Thru This" She started singing at
the top of her lungs. Julie joined in with her actually amazing
voice, the combination of the great singing and the horrible
singing was like my brain being run down a cheese grater.
"Are we there yet" I asked in desperation. That
brought a snort laugh from Tara and that made Julie and Jason
laugh themselves. Ameristar Casino Riverboat was only
a few minutes away saving me from my torture. I pulled into
the full parking lot and found a spot reasonably close to
the front door. We struggled the luggage out of the back
and with it in tow walked into the grand entry.


Ameristar Casino was not as large as Las Vegas casinos,
but it tried to be just as grand. It had a promenade that looked
something like an old San Francisco street from the late
1800's. The ceiling was a round vaulted glass covered
opening. Light shone down on shops that ran down it's
sides and supplied it's plants and trees in great planters.
Chocolatiers, clothing, and souvenir shops were everywhere.
The floor was laid in fake brick and had old time park benches
placed in strategically through out. Lit round ball lamp
posts and detailed wood facades finished it's look.
"wow this is nice, great choice babe" Tara said
taking it all in.


They followed me to the hotel desk and we checked in. It turned
out that Jason had also booked a suite on the same floor.
We made our way up to our top floor Jacuzzi Suite and said
goodbye to Jason and Julie. The room was good sized, it had
dark Berber carpet and all of the accents where dark cherry
wood. The king sized bed had giant fluffy pillows with round
accent pillows in front of them. A white fluffy comforter
covered it's similar covered sheets. There was a long
cushioned bench at the end of the bed and Tara plopped her
self down to look at the rest of the room. A round dark wood
table and two chairs sat underneath a large window that
looked out onto the old time casino paddle wheel boat and
the Missouri river. Underneath a second large window sat
a large tan tiled hot tub.


Tara looked at the pictures on the wall and fancy crown molding,
down to the twin bed side tables with matching lamps and
whistled. "oooo fancy". She climbed up onto
the bed and gave it a few bounces on her knees. "Yup
this should work" she said pushing her hands into
the soft bed.


"oh yeah work for what" I asked wondering what
she had planned. "you'll just have to wait and
see" she said giving me a sly smile. Well this I figured
was not a good idea and I threw myself on the bed and attacked
her. I trapped her under my body and started tickling her.
She laughed and tried to wiggle herself away from me. "stop
Dave you are going to make me pee my pants"she laughed
"I don't want to get kicked out of here for pissing
the bed, now stop it"


Knowing she had a good point I released her from her torture
and rolled onto the bed. "so what do you want to do know"
I said hopefully "pee, shower, and go get dinner"
she said sliding off the bed to find the bathroom and crushing
my hopes along the way. I started to follow her into the bathroom
and she stopped me with her hand on my chest. "Oh no
mister you need to wait and save your strength" She
said and closed the door in my face with a click of the lock.
"save my strength for what" I yelled through
the door. "you'll see" she sang back.


We took a shower together as usual, but when it came time
to wash the good parts she stopped me and made me wash my own.
I was really starting to wonder what was going on, she had
never denied me sex before and was usually the one to initiate
it. Tara's sex drive was almost insatiable, we experimented
with role play, food, sex toys, and anything else our perverted
little minds could come up with. Hell we had even tried S&M
once but it hurt to much so we stuck to the good feeling stuff.



We got dressed and joined Julie and Jason at the Waterfront
Grill for dinner. The place was amazing looking and the
food was even better. We shared a couple of bottles of wine
and chatted for hours about our lives and things like that.
Tara told me that the plans had changed and we should expect
Jessa and Kelly to show up at our hotel room at 7pm the next
night. I still didn't know what I was going as, Tara
had kept that a secret and was enjoying watching me squirm.
After full bellies and dizzy heads we said good night and
went to our respective rooms.


Tara still denied me sex and that night we slept naked and
horny. The next day we all met at the river boat and did some
gambling. Later that afternoon I took Tara to met my parents
and they hit it off immediately, I think my parents were
just happy to see me happy again and thanked Tara for that.
After saying goodbye to my parents we headed back to the
hotel. Tara dug a bag out of the over packed suit case and
locked herself in the bathroom . She had not given me my costume
yet and left me wondering if it was going to embarrass the
hell out of me. 7pm rolled around and there was a soft knock
at the door. Tara yelled that she would get it and came out
of the bathroom in a long fluffy white hotel bathrobe.


I noticed that Tara had done her hair in a way I had never seen
on her before. Her light blonde hair had it's center
pulled back into a broad stripe and was held back by a thick
fake diamond beret. The sides fell down to her shoulders
framing her face. Her eye shadow was a very shiny steel blue
and her suddenly rosy face twinkled with glitter. Her lips
were a soft pink from lip gloss that gave them a wet appearance.
Fake chandelier diamond earrings dangled from her smalls
ears and glinted in the light. She padded barefoot to the
door and opened it giving me a site that I hadn't seen
in a long time.


Kelly and Jessa where standing in the doorway smiling broadly.
They burst through the door as Tara stepped out of their
way and launched themselves on me. They gave me a giant group
hug and both kissed me on a cheek. They told me how great it
was to see me again and held on tight until I asked if they
could let me up for air. They stepped back all smiles and
turned to give Tara a hug and tell her how great it was to finally
meet her. I watched as they gave each other compliments
and began to see patterns.


Jessa had dyed her new pixie cut hair black and had brilliant
pink highlights in it. Her left eye was encircled by tiny
stick on rubies. Bright red eye shadow hi lighted her brown
eyes giving her a devil appearance. Her lipstick was a rich
burgundy wine color and matched Kelly's. Kelly long
hair had been dyed black and had the same pink highlights
running down the front of her hair. Her make up was done like
Jessa's but the rubies where on her right eye. They
were wearing long London Fog style coats that ran almost
down to their feet. Both where 5'6 normally but easily
matched my 5'10. It looked like they had on matching
high heels. The tops looked the same with their slim black
band over the top and thick black piece of leather going
up the middle of their feet. The back was a single piece of
leather and a strap connected the pieces around their ankles.



"ok you guys catch up and let me finish getting ready"
Tara said and slipped back into the bathroom closing the
door behind her. The girls followed me into the bedroom
and we all started to talk at once trying to catch up with
each others lives. Kelly was still single and didn't
want a relationship anytime soon. She told me that she got
a new job working for some lawyer as a admin assistant and
was doing well. Jessa was kind of dating a guy but it was nothing
serious. Jessa still had the same job and nothing else had
really changed. I told them about how Tara and I got together
and about Jason and Julie. They told me again how happy they
were for me and how much they had missed me. We stood in the
room for about 10 minutes just going on when Tara walked
back out 4 inches taller than before. She stopped about
5 feet away from us still wearing her robe and asked if I was
ready for my costume.


Jessa and Kelly exchanged looks and left me to stand on either
side of Tara. I was utterly confused about what was going
on and just waited for what I thought was probably not going
to be a cool costume. Tara pointed and told me to look under
the bed for my costume. I got down on my knees and found a coat
bag with a hanger poking out of it and pulled it out. I stood
up still confused and tore off the plastic bag. Underneath
was a God awful white and black polyester tiger stripped
pimp jacket. A giant diamond encrusted dollar sign hung
on a long chain from the hanger top. Folded over the bottom
rung of the hanger were bell bottom pants that matched the
jacket. I looked back into the suit case and saw a very thick
heeled black boot peaking out from under some clothes.



The three girls laughed as I looked up at them in horror.
"I am going to be a pimp" I asked suddenly afraid
of going out in public. I held up the costume making sure
I had the right thing in my hand. "you want me to wear
this"


"uh huh" Tara said bitting shiny pink lip to
hold back a laugh. It suddenly dawned on me what might be
going on. I looked at them not sure if I was understanding
right. "does that mean.." I started to ask.



"we are your ho's" Tara said releasing
the belt on her robe. What I saw next about made me cum in my
pants. The three girls took off their coverings and dropped
them to the floor.


Jessa and Kelly were dressed exactly a like, they were
almost naked. They had black satan bra's covering
their breasts and tiny bikini cut black satan panties with
a garter string in the front and back. Connected to the strings
where black mesh thigh high stockings that led down to their
matching black high heels. A single ruby filled their belly
buttons and they each held a broad ruby covered choker.



Tara was Kelly and Jessa's opposite in color. She stood
5' 10 on white strapped heels that looked the same as
the other two with one difference. Her shoes had strings
that wrapped themselves up her calves to just below the
knee making them look almost Roman. She had white lace boy
short panties on and I could see through them to a white satan
g string. Her toned flat stomach was adorned with a diamond
belly button ring. She covered her small breasts with a
white satan bra. A diamond choker was around her neck and
it had a ring in the front like a dog collar would.


I was more than shocked I was insane with non believing.
I wouldn't have guessed any of this in a thousand years.
My body flushed with blood as my heart threatened to beat
out of it's chest. Blood betrayed what I was feeling
as it flowed into my groin making my pants fit a whole lot
tighter in the front. The awe of it all caused me to fall down
to the cushioned bench at the end of the bed shaking my head.
"unreal" was all I could say.


"I guess he likes it" Tara said. Jessa and Kelly
laughed and agreed with her. I looked up as Jessa and Kelly
put on their chokers and saw each one had a ring on it like
Tara's. "Did you bring them" Tara asked
Kelly. She nodded a yes and grabbed her black coat at her
feet. She dug through the pocket and pulled out 3 thin black
leather dog leashes. Jessa and Tara grabbed one and together
they all hooked the silver clasp to the ring letting them
dangle down the front of their almost naked bodies.


"ready to take the reigns big boy" she said in
a sexy voice. I stared back at her still dumb founded and
didn't move a muscle. They all started to laugh again
and they moved to surround me. "shocked" Tara
asked


"uh huh" I replied. Bringing another round
of laughs. "out all the things I could have come up
with this would have never been one of them" I said
starting to get control over my shock. My mind raced with
all the possibilities that I doubted would ever happen
again.


"Well Dave you have always been one lucky fucker"
Kelly chimed in. "and tonight is your lucky night
babe". The good thing about Kelly is that she didn't
change much. If the ice ever needed to be broken her blunt
style was always up for the challenge. The initial shock
had worn off and the feeling of dread came back. I looked
down at the costume in my hand and asked "so I really
have to wear this"


"I mean can we even go out like this won't we get
arrested or something" I said with one last try to
get out of wearing it.


"I am sure we will be fine coward" Tara said rolling
her eyes. "the place is called Naughty and it's
a pimp and ho ball" she raised her eye brows a couple
of times and finished with "I thought it might be fun
and they agreed so here we are"


"When did you become lame Dave" Kelly joined
in. She went to her coat again and bent over showing off her
firm heart shaped ass while digging into the other coat
pocket. She stood up and showed me a extremely short see
thru lace skirt. "Jessa and I have these to go with
our costumes, we just did it this way to shock the fuck out
of you" she chuckled.


"And you succeeded" I said. " But really
I have to wear this" giving my best sad face I could



"Yes you do" Said Jessa in her sweet voice.


Tara reached down and tugged at my hands to get me to stand
up. "Now go get cleaned up and put it on so we can see
what it looks like"


I figured there was no way out of it. And looking over the
three sexy bodies in front of me I figured it was the least
I could do. I grabbed the black ankle hi boots out of the bag
and made my way to shower and change.


To Be Continued....................................



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Ok so I did it again. I made this part way to long. I tried to
edit it, but it came out a mess. When I tried to fix it back
to the original it ended up worse. So here is part 5 all cut
up and erratic. So I guess you could say this is one long set
up of part 6.


Part 6 is on it's way and will hopefully be some good
reading. I hope you still read these even if it's not
chock full of sex.


Thanks again



Passion is not a part of life. It's the meaning of life.

5/5/2009

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ha sorry about the typo it's SATIN PANTIES not satan
lol



Passion is not a part of life. It's the meaning of life.

5/5/2009