See that Tupperware container there..” she said and pointed. I did, it was almost full. I took it out. She walked towards a cupboard and took out tw... small juice glasses. I really wanted a Coke but didn’t argue. At this point I was not sure what I cared about. I felt a bit confused but went along anyway.She set the glasses down, reached into another cupboard and pulled out a measuring cup. It was big and held 4 cups. She took the orange juice and poured the juice in until it was full. Some was. I made her comfortable in the second room, gave her towels etc, showed her the kitchen in case she needs to have coffee or anything, I was tired and so was she, we bid good night and I went off to bed.I got up around seven or so, it struck me that I have a guest and came out of my room I found that Nazia had already gotten up, and she was sitting at the kitchen table over a cup of coffee, wearing only a nightgown. She looked up when I came in, a smile on her moist, voluptuous lips. She was. I will continue to publish these stories as FinishTheDamnStory. When I have uploaded these stories, FTDS will most likely be retired, unless I find some real gold in his mountain of notepads. It’s been a fun ride, but without John, it’s not the same. It’s been a hell of an experience and I wouldn’t have missed it for the world. I hope his work and my meager contributions have entertained a few of you. Forgive me now if I tie this up, pour myself a glass of excellent tequila, and mourn the. She gave him an annoyed glare but after several minutes she felt a waive of relaxation come over her. The joint was down to a tiny nub and one more time he offered it to Sammi.Sammi thought about how much she missed Joseph and Ol'Jack and thought about many of the things that she had done with so many men and she was tired of fighting and resisting. Jose wanted her to take another hit on the joint so that's exactly what she did before passing it back to him.He took a few more draws on the.