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The Guilt Will Kill You

Date: 7/17/2016, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Male / Females, Oral Sex, Romance, Author: wantsomefun, Rating: 95.2, Source: sexstories.com

recorded on decent equipment,” he said. “I know.” “I have the band's drum set in storage. Bring Lisa here next Saturday. You said you have a car?” “Yes.” “I'll meet you at the entrance to the trail that leads here, the one near the abandoned gas station. I'll show you where the access road is. Let's see what she sounds like in front of a proper mike.” “I don't know if she'll come. She doesn't like leaving her house.” “The only way this place could be more secure is if I had armed guards. I'm completely harmless.” “I know you are, Harry. I feel safe here. Under all that fur and bluster, you're a sensitive man.” “I'm taking a big risk. You and Granny could blow my cover. I trust you. The only reason I trust Granny is because you seem to trust her. This is a big step for me too. Tell her that.” “I will.” “I'll expect the two of you at ten next Saturday.” *** “I'm not going,” Granny stated. “I can't believe you asked.” “I'll be with you the whole time. I'll be your bodyguard,” Pietra said. Granny eyed her petite friend and scoffed, “That's reassuring. Forget it. I'm not going to some strange man's house.” “He invited you. He's setting up the band's drum set for you. This is a major step for him. Now you need to take a small step.” “Why?” “Because you're my project, Granny.” “Excuse me, young lady! I'm nobody's damn project!” “Well, you should be. You're as bad as Wolfie. I'm tired of dealing with two hermits.” “So you want to make us ex-hermits?” “It's the only way to make a ... professional recording. Someone has to go somewhere, and he has the studio.” “Why make a professional recording?” “Because it could lead to something, Granny.” “I don't like the sound of this.” *** Pietra knocked on Lisa's door at nine on Saturday morning. “Why are you here so early?” the older woman grumbled when she let Red in. “Why are you here at all? I said I wasn't going.” “And I said you were. Get dressed. Wear something cute.” “Cute? Why?” “Because you got invited to play at a celebrity's studio. You're going, whether you like it or not, so you might as well look good. Do it for me.” “For you?” “Yes. I love you. I'd never let anything happen to you. I've stood by you all these years. You owe me.” “Don't pull that crap, Pietra. Make breakfast while I shower.” *** Wolfie was waiting for them. “May I get in? It's a long walk uphill.” He squeezed his bulk into the back of her little car. “Go about five hundred yards and turn right onto the dirt lane.” “This is Lisa Rogers,” Pietra said when he was settled. “I know who you are, Mr. Wolf,” Granny responded. “May I call you Lisa?” “Or Granny. Do you still go by Wolfie?” He nodded. “You won't say anything about this, will you?” “Who would I tell? Pietra says we have something in common. We don't leave our houses.” “She told me. I'm taking a big risk allowing a stranger here.” “I'm taking a big risk leaving my house.” “Then we've even. Park here, Red. It's too rough to drive farther in this car.” The trio made their way up a steep ...