As she climbed the stairs she could hear her brother behind her."I didn't know there was netball on tonight," he said."Well that just goes to prove th...t you don't know everything," she snapped. "Now if you don't mind I've got home work to do."With that she slammed her bedroom door."Fucking loser," she said softly.As quickly as possible she slipped off her clothes to stand again naked before her mirror."Fucking nice," she said running her hands over her body, squeezing her breasts hard enough to. Julie sighed with pleasure and contentment as Ziva's experienced tongue delved and probed every nook and cranny of her inner folds. As Ziva found her clit with her lips Julie lifted her feet and planted them sole down with knees bent lifting her hips off the still warm tiles to meet Ziva's mouth. As Julie's orgasm built she closed her eyes and as Ziva nipped her clit with her teeth she started to finger fuck Julie hard with 2 stiff fingers that curled to find Julie's g spot. As Julie screamed. She was strong on discipline. Very strong.” Joan sat down and waved at Jack to sit to. What was coming had to be explained properly, not as an off-the-cuff conversation. “When I was fifteen, Theresa was too. We got on well, I was allowed to see her a lot, even though she wasn’t in the same church. Theresa lived down the road, her family were still Presbyterian. We liked each other. When we were alone we’d compete for who had the worst family. I usually won. Then her mother got sick. Ectopic. “You look nice in a tuxedo.”“Thank you.”“Well you do. We should dress you up more often.”“You’ll get at least one other chance after this.”“Mmmmmm! I can hardly wait for that, but I think we ought to find other excuses.”I shook my head with a goofy grin plastered all over it.“You ever think that we’d reach this point,” I asked.“Right from the very start.” The organist switched to the pomp, and the bride entered the doorway. “Here she comes. Isn’t she beautiful?”“White suits her very well.”“It.