You've picked up your own glass now as well as the bowl of strawberries, you're sitting on the side of the bathtub. Such beauty, I catch my breath. On...e again my cunt aches for relief.Slowly, without ever looking away from me, you take a strawberry and bite into it, letting the juices run down your chin and drip onto your breasts. You smile and motion for me to come forward. Without hesitation I set my glass down and walk to you and drop to my knees. Your legs are on either side of me and your. Stroking, teasing, and waiting, but no one came by. I drove from one location to the next and found the same. No one was around where ever I went. During this time i'd been edging, but refusing to release as I was intent that I'd find what I was looking for eventually.My final search led me to a layby. It was over 3 hours since I'd left the cinema, and late night had now very much become the early hours of the morning. The layby was long, and hidden behind a thick tree line. As I drove through. 'I doubt it. There's nowhere private enough,' I respond.Just as I press 'send' my youngest child comes up to me and asks for a drink, but the others' drank the last of the pop so I need to go get more. That's it, I think to myself, I shall go to the shop as an excuse to go meet Joe! I go upstairs to get washed and dressed. I notice my fiancé has got up himself and is on his PC already. I continue into my bedroom and flick my phone onto the bed. I go over to my wardrobe and pick out some jeans. ===========================0WHAT ABOUT BOB?(What About the Children Part 2)Laika Pupkino 2017===========================0Esther Krumnagle was furious! The pervert---one of these so-calledtransgenders---hadn't fled the bathroom when she confronted him for beingin the women's room but had sassed her, and then gone in and used one ofthe stalls like it was his God-given right!She had a good mind to call the police, but then she remembered thehumiliation of being warned by that female police officer.