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Chapter 3: Running Red Lights
Stony abuses Micky, stalks me in my home and jerks his penis off, but I need his knowledge to I get this house livable and up to code. I completed and paid everything the courts ordered now I'm going to meet my probation officer. I'll be checking in and paying him monthly for five years. Steve was spending every moment with me in his county car, calling me on the county cell phone and emailing me on the county computer. Stony has a lot of ideas on how to make money with his perversions.
I put panties inside my coochie, force an orgasm and sell the panties in a zip lock baggy, cum filled panties. We're traveling across the states selling XXX movies to truckers making a killing off the Internet and on the road. We're also doing dolls shows, selling antique dolls, trolls, antiques, Confederate, Civil war items, and antique toys. Stony is in charge of the money, pictures, exploiting, masturbating, and owning me!
I hate the perversion, the porn and a three hundred pound masturbating troll I can't control. Steve loves the perversion, pictures and movies, just like a man. Stony purchased three lots of porcelain dolls for $3,600.00 per lot because there were dolls I wanted in each lot like, Cracker Jack, one of a kind twin babies, Red Riding Hood, German By Low babies, Tony, Sweet Sue etc.. I gave every little girl I met a doll for their birthday and Christmas.
When I was little I carried around a headless doll a man in the fire department where dad worked gave me. I loved that doll and swore when I grow up no children I know or meet will do without toys and every little needs a doll. I love rare and antique dolls and couldn't part with these, they will be worth a lot when Micky grows up. I'll leave her valuable antique dolls, toys, trolls, antiques, Confederate, Civil war items, and a box to live in.
My customers were men who would spend any amount to satisfy their sexual fantasies. Steve was in the middle of a divorce. We went for long walks for miles in the country holding hands. I called my dear friend in the Lord, Randy, the senior officer of home confinement. He was shocked to hear Steve and I were in a relationship. An investigation team had been following us for two years. Even when we screwed in his house.
They traced his emails and calls from his county computer and phone to me. Steve and I had stories planned. My plan was be truthful. Karma aka God stepped in again. He went in the meeting and hung himself. A female investigator said; "I knew where Steve's heart was with one question, do you love her?" He said; "She believes what she wants."" I said; "Get your tape recorder." Steve lost everything he owned and his job.
Chapter 3: Running Red Lights
Stony abuses Micky, stalks me in my home and jerks his penis off, but I need his knowledge to I get this house livable and up to code. I completed and paid everything the courts ordered now I'm going to meet my probation officer. I'll be checking in and paying him monthly for five years. Steve was spending every moment with me in his county car, calling me on the county cell phone and emailing me on the county computer. Stony has a lot of ideas on how to make money with his perversions.
I put panties inside my coochie, force an orgasm and sell the panties in a zip lock baggy, cum filled panties. We're traveling across the states selling XXX movies to truckers making a killing off the Internet and on the road. We're also doing dolls shows, selling antique dolls, trolls, antiques, Confederate, Civil war items, and antique toys. Stony is in charge of the money, pictures, exploiting, masturbating, and owning me!
I hate the perversion, the porn and a three hundred pound masturbating troll I can't control. Steve loves the perversion, pictures and movies, just like a man. Stony purchased three lots of porcelain dolls for $3,600.00 per lot because there were dolls I wanted in each lot like, Cracker Jack, one of a kind twin babies, Red Riding Hood, German By Low babies, Tony, Sweet Sue etc.. I gave every little girl I met a doll for their birthday and Christmas.
When I was little I carried around a headless doll a man in the fire department where dad worked gave me. I loved that doll and swore when I grow up no children I know or meet will do without toys and every little needs a doll. I love rare and antique dolls and couldn't part with these, they will be worth a lot when Micky grows up. I'll leave her valuable antique dolls, toys, trolls, antiques, Confederate, Civil war items, and a box to live in.
My customers were men who would spend any amount to satisfy their sexual fantasies. Steve was in the middle of a divorce. We went for long walks for miles in the country holding hands. I called my dear friend in the Lord, Randy, the senior officer of home confinement. He was shocked to hear Steve and I were in a relationship. An investigation team had been following us for two years. Even when we screwed in his house.
They traced his emails and calls from his county computer and phone to me. Steve and I had stories planned. My plan was be truthful. Karma aka God stepped in again. He went in the meeting and hung himself. A female investigator said; "I knew where Steve's heart was with one question, do you love her?" He said; "She believes what she wants."" I said; "Get your tape recorder." Steve lost everything he owned and his job.