She too was wearing a very high pair of platform shoes.As they moved away from the door I was surprised to hear several hissed comments from the women... the ones I could make out clearly were tarts, sluts and tramps. I looked at them shocked, I hadn't thought they'd go off like that.I started to defend the girls, "Oh come on ladies, they are just young, fashionable and sexy, surely you can see that." That's not fashionable, she's just out to get a bloke, she's a tart", said one, another piped. We were putting together a preliminary design of a pump station and pipeline to deliver treated water to a new portion of our valley. It was a very important component to the city's infrastructure and would allow for considerable growth. We definitely wanted to get the design right and to do a good job.But the project was due in the morning and it wasn't completed, yet.I had finally managed to get the design team to stop making changes at about 3 p.m. that afternoon. That left me two hours. It was interesting to see the spunk dribbling down thighs and cocks. We didn’t hurry but eventually Beth declared it was time to head back to the bedroom. I was surprised, when the four of us were in their room, Beth said she’d leave the big bed to John and I, while she and Kezza would use the guest room. It never occurred to me that we’d be separated. But there was no opportunity for discussion as she took my husband’s hand and led him through the door into the bathroom and beyond into the. When he did, they both lost their balance and tumbled to the floor.After rolling around for a few moments, the Reverend wound up on top of Mrs. Fitzgerald, her skirt hiked up to her waist.The pub landlord looked over and said, ‘Oi Mate, we won’t have any of that carrying on in this pub.’The Reverend looked up at the landlord and said, ‘But you don’t understand, I’m Pastor Flapps.’The landlord nodded and said, ‘Oh well, if you’re that far in, you might as well finish.’This one is compliments of.