"I guess you will have to carry a purse," suggested his wife. "Let me pick one out for you."Karen returned with a brown leather purse that would defin...tely not be mistaken for anything but. She dropped his keys and wallet in the purse and explained that she had added a few other items as well."I have put an extra pair of panties, a nail file, nail polish and perfume in your purse in case you have to freshen yourself during work today." she explained."And go out at lunch and buy a woman's wallet. When Donna finally decided on one, it was a pornstar who had a lot of resembling with Donna. It was a brunette with a beautiful slender body, and a beautiful, innocent face, kind of a younger version of Donna.When they downloaded some movies of her, it turned out she wasn’t as innocent as she looked.“She must be European.” Ninon smirked when they saw the hideous acts, she was willing to perform in front of the camera.It was beyond the normal fucking, usually she was taken anally, and was even. She had not seen herself properly since having her hair cut and styled and that was nearly a week ago. Since then she had suffered the dreaded dentist, the sadistic beauty therapist who performed painful threading on her eyebrows and waxed places best left unmentioned, which was even worse than the one-day in and out liposuction treatment she had, and the one she feared the most, laser eye surgery. Feeling the comforting hand of Bern on her arm, she hears her soft voice whisper close to her. ."God damn it, Val," he screamed. "The bloody audience is expecting two bloody bands and when we bloody well don't have two bloody bands they're going to want their bloody fucking money back!"Valeria tried to console him with Connor whining the chorus behind them in this little tragedy, " ... two bloody bands, two bloody bands..." Personally I thought she was right. The ticket buyers had paid to see Irish Mist and not some post high school cover band. Just ask the girls to add a couple of songs.