I stood in it, suddenly feeling a bit weird. I spread my legs and hoisted up my short skirt. I looked up and saw Abi looking at me. I squeezed.“Oh s...it, I don’t think I want to now,” I said. “It’s ‘cos you’re looking.”“Just relax, Annie,” said Abi. “Close your eyes and try and forget I’m here.” She had her hand down the front of her skirt. God, what was I doing? I used to be such a nice girl, and here I was standing in a bath about to pee my pants in front of a woman getting ready to. We both reached for our phones and Mum said how rude people were these days reading texts at the dinner table. She had no idea how rude it was. I didn’t recognise the number because it wasn’t stored in my phone but when I opened it I knew exactly who it was from. I’d know that foaming gash anywhere. Lorna must have got my number from Mark. From the look on his face, Dad must have been looking at the same photo. She was on her back with her legs wide open, holding her twat flaps apart with. She needs the protection of a Christian man, someone who will minister to her needs--her spiritual needs. I beg you look after her, keep her from harm, and guide her along the path of righteousness." Madam, I am honored. John Cunnylicker will answer the Lord's call and guide this child as though she were my own. I will have a flock of one, all the way to Glory."Annabelle leaned in and whispered, "Will you please not say your full name in her presence? I beg you. She may know what that word. Carol had one hand firmly ensconced in my crotch while her other hand moved to my back and softly groped my ass. It was lucky that the room happened to be the first door on the right otherwise we might have been arrested for having sex in the hallway. I opened the door to the room and we virtually tumbled inside. I kicked close the door and Carol smashed her willing body against mine once more and we walked slowly toward the bed with her soft hands playing over my willing body. Our bodies were.