I lost it a couple of weeks ago."Anya shot him a dirty look and he stopped trying to run his fingers through his hair."Wha.?" he shot out of his mouth...and then held the last letter when he realized he was missing her entire point, "a lack of imagination on my part?"She beamed and nodded. Travis put his hands together, centered himself and straightened his hair better than a barber could ever manage. He gave her wink and launched himself from the truck, taking the steps to the front entrance two. That was painfully clear. Next time she fought Lucretia, she would most likely lose and lose badly.Even the now friendly Lady Fortescue was angry with her and Frederica's eyes blazed with fury as Francine reported back to her Mistress."You will be flogged for this, Warrior Slave Francine. Look at yourself. That stomach is a disgrace and those thighs are worse! You're going to fat, woman! I've been too lax with you. You'll never win another fight here. Not at the speed you're going downhill!. " It's a souvenir for me."Sean was no longer playing with Brenda's tits. He instead moved his hands downward and into the elastic of her shorts and also under the elastic of her panties."MMNNNooo!!" Brenda continued to scream ineffectually.Soon his fingers were sliding past her trimmed hairs and past her clit and slipping deep into her wet cunt. Sean then decided that he would try to get Brenda to cum on his fingers, so he diddled her clit with his thumb as he moved about two fingers deep. " I stifled my laughter and whispered back " Maybe we can arrange that if we play our cards right, no pun intended." When Stan came back out into the room, he had on a pair of sweatpants and an old tee shirt. I could tell by the little bulge in his crotch that he had skipped the underwear. "Hey baby" I called out as I headed into the kitchen "Judy brought us a little treat." Grabbing the joint from the window sill, I walked back into the room and handed it to him. "Here, why don't you.