She feels the sting across her thighs. She knows that she has angered Him with her insolent giggling. She remains very still now. He lightly taps arou...d her breasts and over her nipples... and she can feel the cool thin strips graze across her cheeks and lips gently. She remains ever still.He reaches into the bag once again and pulls out something that she can hear is metal against metal. Lifting up her right nipple He clamps the item over it... now the left nipple. She stifles a moan again. He. ??Will do?, I sent back again and then began to wonder why she would want to meet at such an early time when it was still dark at this time of year.?I went to bed but had trouble sleeping as I imagined all the things Jill might have meant by her message. I got little sleep that night but made it to the bus stop at 7.00 am.As I came near the stop I could see that Jill was already there wearing a very tight pair of jeans and a tight t shirt under her short leather jacket. Her legs and tits. .. We could be there in an hour, sure... I want you to meet my new friend... Yeah... OK, we'll see you in an hour."Allen hangs up the phone and Jill is having a panic attack. "I can't go anywhere like this!" Jill says in a fearful voice."We're just going to The Mixx. My friend, Carla, she needs a couple joints. There probably won't be anyone there. We'll just go in, give her the weed, and come back." I feel good here with you, dressed like this," Jill tells Allen, "But I don't think I'm ready. The women. There was a comically sexual interlude on the TV from the course, when Good Story, the filly, romped home and apparently had come into season during the gallop and was nearly mounted by an Irish gelding of all things, by the name of Sir Snowy. She must have smelt good as he was a close second and was a total outsider. The sweet odour of pussy affects many things.Quite a lot of folk didn’t bother with the race and were lounging round the in/out pool. It was a fine day, with the.