I can flush 10,000 times if I need to and use the water despite my revulsion against it. The water is ultimately clean I suppose. Who you trying to ki...? You know that it is lying in an unclean bowl and you don't have any disinfectant to make it germ-free, do you. No. No, I don't. But I have no choice. No, you don't. So toilet bowl water it is. That might reduce my stink for the time being. I could wash my shorts in the bowl too, but it's far from a washing machine. Without my shorts, I need to. She stood at the set, a rooftop precipice with a covering of fake snow, and imagined herself as Julia."Action!" he bellowed.She looked down at the map, as if examining it, but her mind wandered. The taste of his semen lingered. She smiled at the memory of his cock filling her mouth with the the creamy liquid. A self-satisfied smirk crossed her lips as she gazed at the map and felt the dampness of her orgasm between her legs."Cut!" he yelled."Pam, that was perfect!" he praised as she turned to. "I tried to do the math. I doubled the number for the third hour and added it to the first number then added another doubled number for the third person joining the fun. That still left... I gave up."Would you like to use my calculator," Marla asked with a laugh. "Here, I'll make it simple," she continued and pulling the paper from my hand, she wrote a much larger number down and handed the paper back to me. "That is how much my girl will make for five hours of her time."Holy Shit!!! I was. .. are you going to accept? Will you be leaving me, moving thousands of miles away from our home? Have you thought about how alone you will be? We have had our ups and downs especially in the last two years - but do you really want to be completely alone?" she said as she turned and quickly went to her room and locked the door. I don't know how to explain how I felt just then. I was so ready to hurt her, but when I realized that I had, I got no pleasure from it. I had been in love with Susan.