I had always wanted to piss on her and have her piss on me, but it wasn't something I had ever brought up. But tonight, I knew she would be game to an...thing nasty. I asked her if she was up to some kinky things? She said to me, "What do you have in mind?" "I want to piss on you," I replied "and want you to piss on me." "Sounds nasty," she said. "But I like it." She gets up and gets a plastic sheet from the closet, I had no idea we had anything like that, but we did. I wonder why she had bought. ’ ‘Again?’ ‘I saw her one the swing last night but you wouldn’t come, too busy alluding to my small dick and knitting your damn socks for hothouse Southern Kenya.’ ‘Southern India, they’re stockings not socks and it wouldn’t surprise me to find that Southern India doesn’t have hothouses because their people eat curry, not tomatoes.’ ‘Eh?’ ‘Forget it. Anyway, it can’t be the Todd’s child. She drowned in the loch eight months ago.’ ‘Say what you like, it’s the Todd’s child.’ Jessie lost her color. I was able to feel her sweat in her cleavage when i was pressing her boobs. The best part is that friends, even her sweat does not smell, but sweet, erotic and tasty.I removed her coat fully and made her stand to again see those beautiful ass which i just saw in the department. she was in her bra and the black cotton pant. I was sitting and made her to stand in front of me facing her ass just front of my face. I was admiring her ass through the trousers and slowly held my both hands on her both. And if you want to do other stuff, or be more energetic, or whatever, we can.”I shook my head, “Wouldn’t that be making the same mistake you made with Joel?”“I guess it would, wouldn’t it?”“I think so. Have you heard anything from that company you talked to?”“They’re pretty sure he’s in California; San Diego to be specific.”“So now what?”“I was going to talk to you about that after...”“We can wait.”“No, it’s OK. I was trying to decide between writing him a letter, calling him, or having Global.