Sophie squatted down on the carpet, daring Emma to stop her. Emma just watched, calling her bluff, knowing she'd never go through with this. Her eyes ...pened wider as Sophie actually began pissing on her floor. She couldn't believe it. "That feels so much better," Sophie sighed, feeling the relief immediately as strong smelling piss gushed from her down into the thick carpet at her feet. She could feel the warmth on her toes and splashing her thighs as it poured from her. Emma was gobsmacked but. I sent her to the bathroom with specific instructions.Upon her return she handed me her underwear all secretive under the table. I brought them up and laid them on the center of the table. ‘I don’t see how this is going to help me finish the paper’, ‘it may not help you with your paper but it will help me.’ She did her best to hide them, placing her napkin over part of them and pushing her wrapper from her bagel on the other side and lining up the coffee cups just so. I just giggled a little. Anyways, we started chit chatting and ordered some food and spent a while playing snooker. Even though we were meeting for the first time, we were quite familiar coz we chatted on whatsapp and so we got along really well. It was then that she expressed her interest to have a drink before she goes back to hyderabad.Now I was aware how traditional telegu families are, so she hadnt drunk before. More over I was alsoaware that she had a long term boy friend back in hyderabad who doesnt like. I love watching others mens' eyes light up, too, and wondering if they're getting hard looking at my nipples poking through my shirt.31. The smell of alcohol on his breath. He doesn't drink very often, and I know we're going to have sex that night, the boundaries blurred and relaxed… 32. Getting a long, slow foot massage. It's the eye contact that does it, the press of fingers into tender flesh, the heat of hand on foot, ankle, sliding up to calf and thigh… 33. When he bites me – from little.