I ya somnevayus’, chto ya kogda-libo budu v sostoyanii pojti tuda. Ne v konce koncov eto sluchilos’.’ She turned towards the kitchen, unaware of...the other two lurking behind Nicolai. ‘YEsli tol’ko igrayet bol’shuyu rol’ v moyej zhizni teper’, Nicolai. YEsli tol’ko ya ne videl to, chto ya uvidel. YEsli tol’ko, kotoryj proklinal prokurora, ne imel, nahod’at men’a.’ Under her breath, a string of Russian curses slipped through her lips and she laid her forehead against the wall. ‘Mne tol’ko zhal’,. SometimesI'd dress like a maid in order to help with the housework, thoughour schedules had me doing much of the housework routinely anyhow. If you look it, live it, was my motto, and vice versa. A feminineappearance was my cue to feel and behave as feminine as I couldimagine myself. I loved it. I got to be very good at it. I feltprivileged merely to stand wearing heels and feel my ankles flex,or merely to sit and smooth my skirt under me and feel my nylonundies slide under my skirt against. He was thinking about what she must have been doing while she was surfing the web. Joe was thinking about how her panties must have been down around her ankles every night while she was house sitting.He could envision her pussy juices running down between her butt cheeks and that only made him harder, he ended up blowing a big load of cum all over her laptop. He wasn't going to clean it up at first, he was going to give it back to her with cum stains all over it, but he didn't want her to know. Still. Maybe the place wasn’t as bad as everyone made out. She’d have a look in the bar. Maybe there was a phone in there she could use.She entered the bar. It was unusually full. A thick smoke hung in the air. The bar went quiet as she opened the door. A few guys were playing pool. Some where playing cards. Other just stood at the bar. They all stopped what they were doing and stared at her.Maybe this wasn’t the right time to walk into a bar, with your blouse almost see through from the rain,.