Brie’s asleep in her bed. She passed out on stage.” “Passed out?” Warrick asked, concerned. “She’s okay.” Ivy reassured him. “She didn’t have a big fall, but she had a, well… a dramatic experience, you could say.” Ivy turned to Hazel, “Did you tell him what I told you?” Hazel shook her head, “Not fully, but I’ve prepared him.” “Damn, you’re gonna make me say it again?” “I thought it would be best that it not come from me second-hand. You were the one who was there.” Hazel urged. Ivy took a deep breath and turned to Warrick. “I went to the mall to go to the fashion show, and discovered that Brie and Elsie were modeling in the show.” “Modeling?” Warrick asked, surprised. He looked to his wife to see what she knew about it. Hazel shrugged, “It’s news to me, too.” She turned to Ivy. “Does Elsie have any answers?” “She said they worked out a deal for free makeup and clothing from Libertine and Scarlet if they volunteered.” “Sneaky kids,” Warrick admitted. “Brie’s always trying to get me to go into Scarlet with her so that I’ll buy overpriced leggings or blowjob whatever.” “Anyway, the point is, Brie had three walks up on stage and she looked like she was in worse and worse shape each time she came Hairy vintage out on stage. The last time, she was completely strung out. I’m concerned that she was maybe drugged. She ended up—” Ivy swallowed the lump in her throat, searching for the right word, “—gratifying herself on stage. Twice.” Even though Ivy was concerned for the young girl, as she relived the scene in her cumshot mind, she felt her nether region get notably moist. She didn’t want to feel it, not if Brie was in trouble, but yet she couldn’t mature help but admit that somehow the scene, in hindsight, was imbued with a strange kind of eroticism. Hazel furrowed her brow in concern. Despite her sureness that Brie shared her same super-orgasmic affliction, as a mother, she couldn’t put off the fact that her daughter might have been taken advantage of while she was vulnerable. “We’ll have to investigate and make sure nothing happened to her.” “To be fair,” said Ivy, “Elsie did say that they were well taken care of back stage. And Elsie herself seems fine.” “That is somewhat assuring,” Hazel admitted. I was surprised at how warm and heavy he was. She had thought it sounded like Richard, but reflecting now, munching on her cereal, she wasn’t so sure. The inside of the bag as a bloody mess! At the start of the second week, he cuddled with Penelope when she came to bed and used his hands to glide over her body over her night gown. I see the guy I don’t like Dominick. Within seconds it hit me. It was slightly different – still good. All of a sudden she went limp Hairy so I assumed that she was finished but Prince was still down her throat.. “Oh..” Dee exclaimed, suddenly realizing I was only k**ding earlier. As she slid the measuring device to his stomach she mature looked at the reading and blowjob realized it was exactly 7" long. Chapter Twenty-Seven “Make that the café at the end of the marina.” As she dashed back, she vintage kicked the door of the cumshot shed shut.