?What are you doing?? Harrietcouldn?t understand the feelings, especially as the liquid began to fill her.?Stop, oh, please stop.? ?Hush, girl. I?m no... hurting you. You just lay still andtake the entire bag.? I?ll let you up toexpel it in a few moments.? Harriet could not help squirming, hardly noticing when thegrinding pressed her sensitive clitoris against the bed. It was only thatdistraction that made her able to tolerate the entire bag of liquid. Martha noticed and she nodded in. Ten other men brought me diverse and unlike things. I cannot list them all or else my diary would be filled up and…become something else rather alien and outlandish. And I don’t want that to happen. This is strictly a diary. Not some detail-everything-to-the- very-last-bits sort of book. No way! That said and made clear, I am still muchly grateful and indebted to everyone who have brought me something from the depths and very bottom of their hearts, I fathom. Diary, goodbye! I had an interview. She glared at me, then Nichole before settling on Noah. Speaking loud enough to be heard by half the restaurant, she actually wagged a finger at Noah. “How dare you bring your whores to a family restaurant! You all should be ashamed of yourselves!” Without missing a beat, Noah said in a calm clear voice heard by several tables “Why? Too much competition for you?” and smiled warmly at her.I had raised my glass to take a drink but spit my mouthful of wine back into the glass at his tart. We lay in bed pretty turned on and start cuddling and touching talking about what we would like to happen!It's 7pm and we make our way to the pub to meet this couple we arrive a little early so get a drink in and sit down I am dressed in a short skirt with high boots and a tight t-shirt which you can just about see my underwear through.The door opens and you look at me and say that's them, they recognise us and come over, we all get a drink in and sit down. she comes and sits by me and as she.