.." I grunted asa loud gurgle came from between my legs. "ugh! Fuck... your semen isjust pouring out of me! You knew exactly what panties I should wea...! IfI knew what was going to happen I would've brought a pad."I heard footsteps outside and looked behind me, they passed the outsidedoor and I heard the ladies room door open and close."We need to go, don't we...?" my cock was throbbing in my soakedpanties."You better get dressed." He sighed as he pushed my mouth away from hispenis. I stood up. Outside the streets were quiet except for the not so distant thump of German artillery. The sound of the shell fire was louder, closer, than it had been that morning. Clegg looked down at the milky coloured drink, pondering for a few moments whether he preferred the smoother French take on aniseed flavoured alcohol over the Greek or the Turkish. There wasn't much to choose, he decided, sinking the contents of the glass.Sam was closing the lid on his piano; the girls waving as they left. He came. 'Ok. My ex went through it four times. It's great at first, all the excitement but when you've been carrying it round a few months and your back's killing it's not quite the same''You've a better idea than John' she moaned 'He thinks its easy but it isn't him that carries the lump or has to do without a drink''You've give up the vino then' I knew that both of them, whilst not heavy drinkers liked a glass of good wine. 'You can still have the odd glass though, I know my ex did''Not according to. " That would be lovely," replied Angela and we stepped across theyard.Because we were still dressed for town, we stood outside thetraining arena and watched Sian put Mary and her new pony throughtheir paces. Naturally Jenny and Bea had put on Wellingtons andJoined Chenille and Martina in the training ring to watch moreclosely. Sandie was still wearing her jeans and stood beside Sianas she walked Mary and her new pony slowly around on the lungerein. We watched for a quarter of an hour then.