Chapter 49: Wherein Our Hero Takes Some Good Advice
Author's note: Sorry about the nearly back-to-back entries. I am on a weird schedule right now, and not sure when I'll have a chance to post again, so I figured, since I have the screenshots ready for this, might as well do it.
It's amazing how time flies. I couldn't believe how 2006 was already slipping into Lame Duck Mode. And things were moving slowly for me. Dead end on the human trafficking story. But my pal at the lab did reach out again.
Mr. Strathclyde
My work is progressing very well, as far as it can go in these sterile settings.
I am making technological progress beyond what I imagined.
And I think I am very close to building the device that will let me test the spores' language in earnest.
I just need a little more time. But if you are patient, I will agree to your suggestion that we meet to go over it in more detail.
Sincerely,
JAS
So, that was still happening. On the home front, Grace finally worked off the baby fat and got back to work. As they had promised, Grace and Chad did a romantic couples scene first.
But that's not what her paying customers are giving up their hard earned simoleons for. They wanted to see her get absolutely drilled, and she didn't disappoint. Her second video after the baby was a gangbang to put all other gangbangs to shame.
What can I say? Girl knew how to take some dick.
Anyway, about this time, I finally pulled the trigger on my own new path to some hot pussy. Pedro had given me the lead for this sugar dating app he used a while back. He had honeys all over the world. Wherever he traveled, he had a warm bed waiting for him. I had been scrolling and looking at profiles for a while, but hadn't tried to chat anyone up. But since I was about to go to Windenburg for a book signing tour, I looked back through the offerings.
And found this super hot Italian chick who was looking for a "daddy" as they say. I made a date with her.
And we hit it off so well, we ended up back at her place.
And it was worth it.
Her skin tone told me that she had a lot of Sicilian blood in her. With African roots.
Which of course didn't bother me at all. If anything, it was hot as hell.
And holy shit could she ride a dick.
I mean, I could have just hired an escort, and that would have cost less, but this was way better.
And now every time I'm in Windenburg, I give her a fat wad of cash, and I have a place to stay. And it's spectacular.
Edited by flybox
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