“These are my friends.”“Good point,” Phil replied. “The kinky virgin that is your friend. Is that better?”“It’s not better,” Hailey ...aid. “Alexandra is not real happy either. I don’t really think there is anyone else who will give her or Tiffany what they want. It’s not my problem, I know. Still, I worry about them. I’m not sure why I chose them as friends but I have.”“They’re rich, pretty and you could easily dominate them,” Phil said. He thought that explained it pretty well but Hailey pulled. They both were in bed, my husband naked, as was she and it looked as if they had had sex.He slept like a baby, there was weed on the side table and a smoked joint, I shook her awake as my husband slept.'What the fuck', I repeated, this time verbally, but she was nonplussed, just shrugged her shoulders as she looked at my sleeping husband, 'You fucked mine, so I returned the favour and fucked yours', adding derogatory, 'I did not get much in return though', referring to the size of my husbands. Nice Next-door Naughty Neighbour- we enormously enjoy our power over her to stop: to let me smell her! =================================================================================Nice Next-door Naughty Neighbour Enormously Enjoys Slow Seduction - Where Will We 'Womble'?Nice Next-door Naughty Neighbour lives on the top floor under the roof with her big bed right under the topNice Next-door Naughty Neighbour lives on the top floor in high hopes of an apt lover to make her orgasm.Nice. She sounded almost thoughtful.“Mortimer, dear brother, you know you couldn’t make bread if your life depended on it. Now, go on. Take your nap. You know how walking like that makes you tired. The garp was just bored. I’ll see to it that she doesn’t make those horrible sounds again. Go on now. Shoo!”“But I smell an Englishman!” complained Mortimer.“It’s probably just leftovers from that nice lunch we had over at Cloud Nine. I know they use ground Englishmen in their sauce, and you got it all.