” We both laughed.We got to the apartment and took a shower together and put on clean clothes. I had on a pair of running shorts and a T-shirt; Clai...e had on a tank top and a mini skirt with pink panties We pulled the stained bed cover off and took it to the laundromat. Before we left Claire took off her panties. “Just the skirt?” I asked. “Sexier with no panties,”Claire answered. We dumped the bedspread in a large washer and sat in chairs to wait. I looked over at Claire and she had picked up. . exciting me this time. The thought of my mother on the bowl, with a strong stream of warm piss shooting from her cunt, the smell, and not least the fact that it was my own mother... made that itching, warm feeling return to my pussy, even though I had been frigging it for over 30 minutes just a few minutes ago.As I washed my hands I concentrated on the sounds and smells of my mother, and when I suddenly heard her let go of an incredibly loud fart, I barely managed to suppress a shiver. The. Even though she had done her research as to what the Japanese dress code was for the interview, which was usually subtle colors and formal dress, she had received specific instructions from Ava, her agent. She was to wear a sweater of her own choosing but long enough to pose as a dress. For this, she chose to wear her striped sweater in a deep purple color with black stripes and along with it, she wore her black sweatpants that she only wore once or twice and was ashamed to admit how much she. "What does that mean?" It means that Jack was looking down on you two from Heaven last night! You made him so utterly, exquisitely happy! You can't believe how miserable you have made him, seeing you suffer so much night after night after night. Darling Kelly, Jack shared your torments. He desperately wanted to communicate with you but couldn't."Kelly's eyes had widened in amazement. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. Then she asked, "But what does that have to do with not thanking you.