As the lift arrived she asked me which floor I wanted and I said "5th", she said she was on the 4th, as we rode in the ricketty old lift it began to s...ay and she said she hates lifts, as we got to the 4th floor she asked me if I'd see her to her door. I wasn't happy about this but... as we got out and walked down the landing she said her name was Kim.As we got to her door she thanked me, to be honest I fancied her like mad, as she opened the door I touched her shoulder as she turned around I. "Let me fix them for you. Oh, go ahead and scream... I want to hear you." With that, Donna took out a small vial of liquid and quickly poured it over Cheryl's abused breasts. Rubbing alcohol, Cheryl's befuddled mind registered, as it burned through her, causing her to lurch within the confines of her small jail. She screamed, while Donna laughed cruelly."It's good for you, dear. It will keep your nipples from getting infected. Or would you rather I use a scrub brush on them to get them. "Huh?" I answered."It's next week," she said. "You told me I could come over to your house, and you would play for me."I stared at her blankly. She gave me a cute pout, and then smiled even wider."You're not going to back out of your promise, are you?" she asked.I shook my head."This afternoon then," she said and walked by me.She was wearing a pair of black tights that hugged her ass. I looked after her trying to clear my head."She's cute," Maria said standing next to me."Uh... yeah," I. Mark picked his way through the small pile. ‘Paul Avril. Mihaly Zichy. James Morton. Franz de Bayros. It’s a nice little collection. The James Morton drawing is particularly nice.’‘I didn’t realise,’ Mrs Hattersley said.Mark said that he would organise for a second opinion. ‘But, in the meantime, you might want to advise your insurers.’For several minutes after Mark had left, Mrs Hattersley just stood there looking at the fanned out selection of.