She grabbed her bra and frantically put it on, her tits barely in the cups. ‘Oh my god, where are my panties? They’re not there! Oh my god!’ Not...having time to search, she quickly grabbed her skirt and stepped into it and pulled her blouse on just as Richard used his key card and came in. Despite being mentally flustered and rattled, Cindy managed to pull herself together enough to, with surprising aplomb, say, ‘Hi dear, I’m just finished. All we have to do is put the i.d. strips on the. And he laughed every time I called what I had my hole or my vagina. It’s a pussy, snatch or cunt he told me, oh and nobody called that tiny bud I had by it’s full name, it was just a clit. He’d watch me make myself wet and I’d watch him stroke himself until he’d leak that clear liquid he called pre-cum. I wanted more, but I wasn’t sure exactly what else I wanted. The boys at the college avoided me like the plague and I was convinced it was because I was unattractive. I knew my brother had. ‘Well I don’t know if you know, but under British law if someone dies within a year of an accident then the person causing the accident can be tried for manslaughter, if they live for more than a year then it becomes death by misadventure. I didn’t know that until Dave told me last week. The injured woman never recovered from the coma and died last Monday, three hundred and sixty days after the accident. Dave had to attend the inquest on Friday.’ I stopped and studied the menu, turning the. And seeing your big one, David, I can tell you that you meet her prime qualification. You think that's something you might want to do, David? I think she'd like you." "Oh, wow, I don't know. Um, what about Sandy?" "Well, I think she'd be more comfortable just starting out with you, you know, to begin with. Should I ask her?" "Well, uh, Sandy and I have done a few things ourselves, you know, with other couples and things." "Well, there she is and I can tell you that she's not just beautiful.