Lea hatte doch tatsächlich ihre rechte Hand in ihrer nun offenen Skinny Jeans und schien sich an ihrem Kitzler zu vergnügen. Sie lächelte und zwink...rte mir zu, doch ich konnte keinen klaren Gedanken fassen. Wenn das jetzt jemand sieht? Es war mir peinlich, aber meine Hose beulte sich gut sichtbar aus. Lea beeindruckte das – zu meiner Verwunderung – überhaupt nicht. Sie genoss ihren Spaß und den Kick, man könnte sie hören oder gar sehen.Die Menschen, die von hinten kamen und an uns vorbeigingen,. Atthe worst I could end up either declared insane and sent to Broadmoor ormore likely, sent to the prison camps on the Shetland Islands forseveral years."I grinned at that thought of my tormenter shovelling manure."You are welcome to go out for the day, my daughter always enjoyedbuying stuff and I'm sure you will too. If you're thinking of causingtrouble, don't. Oh, and you might need some foundation, you don't wantany stubble."I left the house and began walking to the shops, careful to walk. “When”? I continued “Now, if that’s ok”. She said.Yes of course I was just getting dressed for our party tonight” I replied.“I’ll be right over” She said and rang off.10 minutes later she was at my front door, I had slipped a dressing gown on to keep myself respectable in case of other neighbours, it was still day time.“Come in” I saidAlice stepped in she was pulling a little travel suitcase.“What’s happened” I asked looking at the case.“My ex-boyfriend broke into my house last night and. "I would have bound those lovely stems of yours if I'd known that you were going to thrash around so much." The voice playfully mocked her from somewhere near her midsection while nails trailed up her knees towards her sopping opening and the voice further along. A playful nip at the side of her tensed tummy and the nails gained deepened purchase and kept climbing. Celine's mouth could no longer remain open, her tongue thrashing around the opening of it's encasing orifice. "Mmmm," the voice.