I rolled off of her and pulled her into my side. A minute or so later Niamh scrunched up against my back, sniffed and whispered, "You two smell like y... been rutting fer a week in a whorehouse." And just how would you be knowing what a whorehouse is smelling like?" Leanne giggled. Then she stretched and groaned. "We'll be needing to get ya some of that soon for sure, my dear cuz." What? A good fucking?" Niamh snorted."No," Leanne drawled languidly. "Ah man who will hold you down and love ya like. “Well you seem mad and if I was you I would too I just want to…” I snapped my head toward him. “Don’t. If I want an apology then I would say so.” He started to open his mouth again but stop as I jump out of the car. “I’ll see you at the house.” I heard him calling out to me as I started walking toward the woods. I had been on a high ever since the restroom and his telling me he sorry shattered it. I hated myself for how I felt back in there how much pleasurable it was to be slapped like that.. ... and her pretty eyes get real wide..... I love the look of fear in Jemma's eyes just before she turns and bolts into the safety of the school with her little Packi friend. Jemma-I'm all of a flutter as I read the text under the desk .. I can hardly contain my excitement... "Dumped her... sorry it took so long... Now I've been dragged down to my grandparent's. Gran had a heart attack but shes doing fine... let you know when I’m back.. Oh, and I will be honored to escort you to the. .. how they were happy with it, how they were proabably comfortable with it. But what caught our, as I can speak, ‘rage’ was one moment where Donna said that they had sex on the armchair! Can you believe it? Sex on our armchair! How could they?At first it enraged us, but Charlotte realized that it could be a nice fantasy. You know, having sex outside the traditional place those things happen. But here is the deal: we wanted to have sex there, on that armchair. We always thought how good was for.