‘What did you just say…?’ ‘Jesus, can you just stop soaking me with any liquid you get your hands on woman. My cleaning bill has doubled since...I met you.’ ‘What did you just say you creep.’ ‘I said we are going to sleep together and I wanted to know who this Oliver is.’ ‘I’m not going to sleep with you, you overblown twerp. Who do you think you are? Gods gift to women. Not every one you meet wants to jump into bed with you. We’re not in one of your stupid movies. Piss off.’ Slamming down the. AI, please replicate one set of goalie gear, Allie's size. Pink, please, she is a girl after all."Vickie confessed, "I've been told she's been dragging the boys out to play 'road hockey', whatever that is." She looked at Samantha nervously. "That isn't anything bad, is it?" You have no clue?"Vickie shook her head. She wasn't from a part of the world where hockey was part of growing up. She'd barely heard of the sport before becoming a Fille de Roi. "It isn't like this 'tonsil hockey' you've. ” She smiled. Her soft hand slid under the blanket, covering the young man’s hand that was still resting on his rock- hard cock. Her gentle fingers caressed his shaft, then slowly looking into his intense eyes she started to jerk him off. To the young mans surprise and joy, she opened the zipper on her blue nurse uniform. Her beautiful breasts fell out, she wasn’t wearing a bra. He was finding it hard to breathe now, he can’t take his eyes off her gorgeous breasts,. I read it with interest, 'Do you think he is fucking her?' My nipples harden and my heart quickens as I get into the game play, 'No, but he's close', I type naughtily, dropping the pretense of my femininity, this modern version of the dirty phone call, on a moving commuter train, does have its benefits, I look around again and smile, hitting the send button as I do so, an air of defiance about me, and I uncross my long legs, knowing he can see what I was doing.I wait excitedly, formulating more.