” I laughed and went to the kitchen where I drank water and ate an apple. I could still feel Larry inside me and when I closed my eyes I could see ...he look on his face when he emptied his load over my breasts. The memory made me shiver with pleasure, and I began to become horny again. **** The next morning Mark and I woke up from sirens blaring down the street and the screech of several cars stopping. “What the hell is going on?” said Mark and went to the window. I stretched in bed still in. I was a cheerleader in high school and college and you can't do that without expecting some pain, although I never got hurt badly, mostly just muscle strains and twisted ankles.What's funny is that yes, we have the medical tubes here on Wadi. I mean, of course we do. However, except for medical checkups or the sponsors when they need to recover from injuries after a fight, no one uses them. Well, if someone was desperately injured I could see someone using one, but for the everyday minor. She knew the consequence of trying to hold the skirt together would be even worse than the constant embarrassment of the material strips wandering about mischievously, so she’d had to clench her fists by her side and live with the rising attention that befitted her current state. But now that she’d arrived at the long line of books on Roman Mythology, she realised with a sinking feeling of resignation that the book she was looking for was destined to be on the bottom-most shelf. Unable to bend. " Sarah stared me down. I wrapped my arms across Missy's heavenly breasts, heaving softly in her brassiere. I locked my hands together,"Ready." Hold on to them like she told you it's ok." Before that could register, Sarah pulled, Missy screamed, I held on for dear life. Sarah inspected her shoulder. Missy let out some very unladylike curses. "OK, you may now remove your hands." I sat back quickly as if I'd touched a hot flame. Sarah gave Missy something to relax her. I found a long enough stick.