Some nights you could smell smoke, and when that happened, her father would fill the tub with rusty water and set out buckets. They had canned food, b...ttled clean water, candles, blankets and even a gun, though it was illegal and well hidden. Through hard work and planning, they were better off than most in their building, but as a proletariat family, proles, they were permanent members of the underclass in this highly stratified society and didn't have the option of moving somewhere safer. So,. She feigned a pique of indignation."Do you think you can buy my affections so easily?" she probedpointedly.I shrugged my shoulders, smiled good-naturedly, and held up both hands,palms up, in a classic Who, me? gesture. She smiled, winked, thensqueezed one hand in hers."Well, it's working," she continued. "Don't stop. I enjoy being pamperedin the manner to which I hope to become accustomed. Seriously, there areno words to express what this day has meant to me. No one has ever, everindulged me. I started to move when I realized, oh shit, my cock was hard and pressed against her arse. She was breathing softly. She was still asleep. If I move real slow, she'll never know it happened. I started to roll away from her, when she moaned a little and snuggled in closer to me again. I froze. I didn't mean for it to happen, but when she snuggled in closer, my young cock automatically flexed. Oh shit!I was afraid to move. I didn't know what to do. I lay as still as I could. I slowly began to. .”Back to Kimberly sitting on her couch, bathrobe hanging open just far enough for us to see she’s wearing a purple and black bra, terrific cleavage.“So a few months ago I said if someone paid a hundred pound I’d fill out my application and send it in ... Four different guys paid the hundred right away ... Then when you called, I told them I’d webcast a special show of you filming your show if they paid another hundred each ... And they all did...”“So, are you looking forward to this, or is it.