Spooky and I were in bed, her being sound asleep and myself trying and failing to get comfortable and finally giving up all together, I decided to step out on my balcony and have myself a little drink. But I couldnt shake the feeling that it wasnt over yet, and I had no idea how right I was. The night we returned to our apartment, we were laughing about the whole It Beard ordeal wondering if he was going to try and hook up with every couple he saw at random rest stops and generally having a laugh at the creeps expense. We had thought wed lost him after some sporadic maneuvering, but as we found out a day later that was not the case. ![]() ![]() In my last story I recounted Spooky and mines interaction with a creepy, pervy stalker who, after having been turned down for a three way with my lady and I, began to follow us.
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