What's wrong?" Ah, that damn bank won't give me a loan. They say the house's value is not high enough to cover a home equity loan now." Yeah, the bank... got caught giving out some bad loans last year. It's going to be hard to get a loan these days." I really need the upstairs re-wired. The wiring is old and needs replaced." Doesn't surprise me. Most of these homes were wired back in the 20's. Many still have the old tube -and-knob wiring inside. I've probably re-wired a dozen on this block. Drinking in her juice from her orgasm, I drew my tongue up and through her lips, pausing to take each labia into my mouth and caress them with my lips and tongue. Marty's hips were convulsing with mini orgasms hitting her non stop. I hadn't even arrived at her clit yet. I took my hands from the back of her thighs, brought them up along her sides, over her hips, coming to rest on her tits. As my fingers arrived at those sensitive nipples, my tongue finally found her clit. Again, her thighs. When Petra rose to refill her drink she saw the lavender envelope on thefloor near the front door; the Quizmaster must have pushed it under.'Hello Petra,Remember the railway underpass challenge that Bethany had to completeall those years ago? Did she tell you that she and Timothy had beenvery naughty that night?Well anyway it's your turn tonight. You are to dress like a slatternand hang around at the under the railway underpass pretending thatyou're a streetwalker. The difference is, where. There was no way Laura could ever be indifferent to her, and just her call made Laura realize how much pain was still there."I miss you," Trina said plaintively."'Miss' isn't even the word for it," Laura said, trying not to sound bitter.She wanted to say: What's the matter, doesn't he fuck you well enough? Do you miss having me fuck you? He can't make you come the way I did, can he."Let's not be mean, hon'," Trina said gently."Have you set the date for the wedding yet?" Laura asked.