No liquor, I'm afraid, but perhaps just a glass of cool water or some buttermilk." Nothing, thank you, Mrs. Williams. I'll bid you good night. I must ...eturn home. Mrs. Bouve, you know, hasn't been well since..." His voice dropped, and he looked at his empty sleeve and then at Seth's mother. Perspiration dotted his face. "Perhaps a glass of water," he said."Yes, of course. Just a moment." Mrs. Williams set down her lamp, hurried to the kitchen and returned with a dripping glass. Mr. Bouve nodded. Now she was gone and his world was in shreds. What did I do wrong? he wondered. How could she just walk away? On top of that, someone had snuck into his apartment and taken out some of the treasures he had from his father. Military medals, an old pocket watch, and a few other things simply turned up missing, and he had no idea who could have done it. He'd reported the theft to both the police and the landlord, but nothing had turned up. "Hey, you." Jake turned at the voice. A wad of paper flew. "Your a good little cocksucker. I know you love it don't you, you worthless chickenheaded ho" He went back to pinching her breasts, "Such nice tits." She started spreading her legs in response, "Your getting off on this aren't you, your a Nasty white bitch?" "Pweathe hsop," is all she could whisper, with his cock in her throat. her panties were seeping through with wetness so she couldn't deny the arousal, she just wanted it to stop. "I'ma give the dirty little ghost slut what she wants." She. Well after about a couple of weeks of this i started saying something to my friend about her mom staying alone down stairs. after a bit of coaching i finally got her to go along with my idea. so on the chosen day i got there and as usual her and i went up to her room and got undressed and came back down to where her mom was and sat down with her and her mom was suprised to see both of us naked. she covered her eyes and asked what we were doing. from there we started to explain to her how we.