Thegirl continued to look out of the window."Who am I, Mal?" the girl asked without turning, partly to Mallory andpartly to the world in general. "Can...you tell me?" Um. You're Juli-"The blonde spun around with surprising speed, pointed an accusing fingerat Mallory and screamed. Mallory flinched as though struck and lookedaway."DON'T YOU SAY IT! Don' t you dare say that name!" Her voice became awhisper. "Don't you dare."When Mallory looked again the girl was sitting with her hands in her lap;she. It had taken John six months of tracking down and meeting the right people to get hold of the precious card he held in his hands (the owner won't speak to you without one) and now finally he found himself in front of the self-proclaimed: 'World's Number One Bimbo Emporium'.Pushing his second, third and fourth thoughts to the back of his mind, John grasped the card tightly and marched through the front door:"Hello and welcome to Brian's Bimbo Bazaar." Bellowed the odd looking man behind the. So instead I used cold soap water to fill her ass. I knew the extreme cold would make her uncomfortable and also hurt a little bit. I filled the enema bag with 1 litre of cold soap water and it went down the thin rubber pipe ready to get inside her ass. I sat down beside her and gently stroked her hair and whispered in her ear “Farhana, ready ho? Thoda dard hoga par lena padega”. She slowly opened her eyes and said,”Hmmm… daal do.”I opened the valve and the cold water rushed into her ass hole,. This was a turn on and over the months I would look forward to our chats outside Tesco and as the winter turned to summer my dress code changed to ensure he saw more of what obviously turned him on. On what turned out to be one of the hottest days of the summer I dressed in my tightest white T shirt and blue shorts...no bra and pants and flip flops to show off my sexy feet and set out on a mission. As I pulled into Tesco's car park sure enough Imran was there at the doors. I parked, tweaked my.