If I could get to the lock-up, maybe I could get myself to a cell andlock myself in.WHHAPP!! A couple of darts struck my bottom all about at the same ...ime.I ignored the pain and opened the door to lock-up with my hip. All thecells but one were closed. I made my way inside. The mop "tail" Icarried made me take a wide path but soon enough, I was able to kickthe door shut. I could hear the door click tight."Bertha!" I could hear shoes pounding in the hallway. I could see theirlegs from below my. Wo ek ladies ke store men gai or usne chandEk blouse pakray jo ke tight t-shirt ke tarha they lekin unke colorThey, other wise you t-shirt hi they or kehnay lagi ke wo unko tryKarna chahti hey or mera opinion lena chahti hey.Jab wo fitting room se bahar nikli to men dekh ke dang reh gaya, ekPink tight t-shirt pehni hoi thee or saath men wohi jeans pehan karNikli jo usne abhi doosri shop se khareedi thee. T-shirt kafi shortThee or tight bhi thee, uske boobs ubhar kar dikh rahay they kyonkeUsne. He's nice-looking. He's good in bed," she said matter-of-factly. "He'll get over it."After that the day passed with nothing worthy of report except frequent reminders from Brian to suck up to George at dinner that night. Towards the end of the working day reception rang to tell me that Wendy had arrived.A midweek evening commitment in Surrey was a bit of a logistical problem. We needed to drive because public transport would have got us home ridiculously late so Wendy left work early and drove. Who was in deep slumber almost unconscious after a few minutes of back and forth and I decided to change her dress. I walked up to the wardrobe – all I could see if a bathrobe given by the hotel and everything else was in her suitcase. I took the robe and came back to the bed I first took her coat off. Then I started to unbutton her light pink shirt. The smell from the strains was unbearable.I took them both to the toilet and dumped them there. I returned and looked at her. She had a fair and.