“That was quite a turn.”“Alice what the fuck was that?”“I just did a little dance in your head like I did with your girl Francesca, just the...prelude mind.”“Prelude you fucking dumb slit,” spat Lucinda, jumping out of bed and grabbing the long sleeved white blouse she wore as a nightshirt off the dressing table chair. “What’s eating you gal,” said Alice impishly.“Fucking peasant cunt,” shouted Lucinda, aiming one of Francesca’s kitten heels at Alice’s head.“You got spirit girl,” laughed Alice as. "You're damn right it's tight. Didn't you notice my husband staring before he left? He could barely take his eyes off your boobs, woman. Except when he was looking at your ass." Cassidy reached out and lightly brushed the articles in question with her fingers, noticing the hissing intake of breath as she playfully tweaked her friend's sensitive body. She redoubled her efforts and the redhead squealed, lying lengthwise on her back as wine lapped around the edges of her cup. Cassidy tried to. As she unwrapped and wiped the protective jelly off of Miri's remaining hair, Tessa began talking again in her 'lecture' voice. "That took care of killing the hair we didn't cover. We'll have to do it again, probably tomorrow or the next day, to get the stuff that wasn't grown out right now. But, now that we got rid of the hair we have to clean out the poop and piss. This isn't comfortable, but it's a lot better than having your master beat on your ass because you had an accident while you were. Steven emerged out of the hotel and walked past me to get into his cab. He grabbed a dark bag out of his truck and asked me to follow him into the hotel. I wanted to warm up and followed him into the side entrance of the hotel. He had a room on the lower floor just inside the doors. We got inside. I followed Steven in and he asked me to sit on the bed while he took a piss. I was surprised he didn't shut the bathroom door while I heard him pissing. What shocked me more is when he came out of the.