And Bobbi - unlike the other girls - was not wearing a costume, but a tight latex catsuit and was walking on unimaginably high heels towards you."Hi J...ni" she purred. "You know who I am, don't you?". Almost too shocked to admit it, but given she knew your name it was no use denying it, you nodded. "Well, I've heard from a friend that it's your birthday soon, so we've been asked to arrange a special present for you. You're not going to be swimming today - at least not in the pool. We're going to. Tiffany walked out of the front doors of the building, the two-inch heelof her ankle boots clicking on the sidewalk. Tiffany had dressed casualthis day, an angora sweater and Capri pants. The clothes provided justenough warmth to make her feel comfortable against the early autumnchill. Dusk had begun to fall over the city and the days were beginningto grow short with the approach of winter.The street was deserted all the way to Broadway and she knew she wouldhave to walk that far to catch a. I’m not mad at you or her, I’m mad at the situation.” She looked back up to them.“You know how much they mean to her. I assure you that she means just as much to them. And when I leave here, I have to go home and walk in on the two people I love most in all the world in the midst of their either peaceful sleep or joyful copulation to tell them that someone just stabbed the woman that they both refer to as ‘my first girlfriend.’ I NEED to give them more than what the news is saying.“You two have. Then in the corner was one tiny sink with a dripping faucet, years of caked on minerals from the water, and it was quite obvious that it had served as a urinal too.I walked Leslie over to that corner, reached up under her miniskirt, and pulled down her thong panties putting them in my pocket. I lifted her miniskirt up above her waist, lifted her up onto the edge of the sink, and lowered my pants and underwear to my knees making sure that they did not go down to that dirty floor. Leslie asked me.