-? Ouais on est peut ?tre des ouvri?res mais vous ?tes que des bonniches ?la con ?.Les deux filles avaient du mal ? comprendre Cyndie et Chantal surto...t ?cause de leur expression si vulgaire puis dirent simplement :-? Nous pas trop comprendre vous mesdames, nous femmes de manages pas tropparler francais d?sol?es... ?.Cyndie et Chantal se marr?rent puis s'en all?rent de l'usine.En rentrant ce soir la, elle d?cid?rent de se faire une folie et d'allerdans un resto de leur quartier.C'?tait un resto. ”“Monthly?”“Yeah.”“I’m sorry.”“Fucking sucks.”“Does it hurt?”“Yeah, not real bad but it sucks. And I’m horny. It’s not fair hurting and being horny and I can’t do anything about either.”“We can fuck you know.”She lifted her head to look at me.“What do you mean?”“My penis will still successfully insert into the vagina,” I said like I was stating something painfully obvious, which it was.“Ewwwwww!” I tried not to laugh but her disdain was clear.“Do you bleed a lot?”“No, just a bit. It’s just. She couldn't see Jed, but the shower had stopped running. Then it happened. “You can see it better like this!” said the tramp as he opened the door fully from the opposite side. Suzie almost froze. Only her head moved, so she was looking straight at the hard cock in front of her. Was it a second or a minute before she was able to raise her gaze to his face? She would never know. Nor would she know why she let him take her right hand, and place it on his tumescence. What she did know was how. She had heard on the g****vine that he didn’t have a girl and, with her boss away she could wear the uniform of ritual courtship.Jennie made several excuses to herself for needing to go and see him. It was during the last of these visits before lunch when Sue spoke to her while they waited at the coffee machine. “We have all tried my love,” she said, “I wish you luck, but he is gay.”Jennie went back to her office feeling somewhat gutted and disappointed with life. Flashers, gays and middle-aged.