‘Whoa, going somewhere,’ he said, as he gripped her arm to steady her. An electrical current emanated from where his hand was grasping her arm, an... went straight to her pussy. She looked at where his hand was on her arm, and back to his face. ‘Uh-um, yeah, home.’ His eyes narrowed. ‘Now why would you want to do that?’ Taken aback by the sudden Q and A, and just overwhelmed with the day she’d had, she snapped, ‘Because I live there, because it’s a fucking free country, and because I have had the. " I'll have plenty to say when I'm good and ready," said Karen. The young beauty turned and stomped out of the bedroom. She slammed the door on the way out and then a few moments later Lucy heard another door slam, presumably to Barry's room.So much for her decision to try to understand Karen thought Lucy. In one way Lucy was glad she'd finally come out on top in a confrontation with Karen. It showed the little bitch she wasn't going to be a complete door mat despite her blackmailing. On the. At first, I thought that he meant clean, but it becameobvious that while he meant that, he also meant girls' clothes. Icalled him a sissy, and ran off.Thefts of laundry were a perpetual problem in that area: the clothesdrying area was remote, and most people hung stuff out of windows ordried it indoors, so the flats were always humid, with windows andwalls running with condensation, and encrusted with black mould. Oneday, my mother complained that someone had stolen a pink cotton dress,several. “Dag, there’s more going on up there than meets the eye. When you go up there you just see girls catering to men who can pay them well.”“Ah, I see,” I smiled. “You’ve become an expert on the ‘hostess’ industry, eh? So, how’s tricks?”“You want to know what’s going on?” she scowled at me.“What did you find out, Riley? You know I’m all ears.”“All except the part that’s eyes.” She grinned, but she didn’t shift her provocative pose. “These girls are smart cookies. I’ve learned about several of them.