She reached for a wineglass, decided that white wine wouldn't answer the need burning in her belly, and poured three fingers of twelve- year-old singl... malt scotch into a crystal glass.She took her drink over to the almost-masculine leather armchair that faced the hearth, and settled into it. "Dammit!" she fumed into the silent room, "Another one!"It had been like all her other recent non-experiences, she mused. One minute, everything was going fine, and then, nothing - as if a switch had been. " He said ashe pulled his last remaining weapon from his side an old pirate stylesword his dad had given him. "We'll play it your way." With that said,he lunged with the sword and buried it deep within the belly area of thedress.The sword dug deep, but it got stuck. Josh pulled and pulled but hecouldn't get it free. After only ten seconds or so the other dresses hadnot only repaired there wounds, but were now on there feet? Or heels,however you want to say it. And the dress in front of him had. Wear something sexy and no bra. Dennis and Joan left the office. When they got into the car she slapped his face and said that she hoped he was happy about the mess he had gotten her into. That night at 9 oclock Joan walked into the Main Street Tavern dressed in a bright blue mini skirt and a white front buttoning blouse with the top button unbuttoned. Her tits shook as she walked showing that she did not wear a bra. All eyes were on her as she walked to the back office and knocked. Vic opened. He removed his finger from my mouth and rubbed his penis across my lips. I scrunched my face up and when I did he slapped me across the face and said open your eyes. I did as tears formed and ran down from the corners of my eyes. Kiss it. I kissed his cock, Again, on the hole. I kissed his pee hole as he said. Stick your tongue in the whole you slut. Now suck on it like its a lolly pop but I couldn't get it into my mouth so he propped my head up with pillows so I was facing right at his.