Her ribs were killing her.Probably fractured again.She cinched her too-tight skirt a bit. It was Ellie’s and Ellie was a full size smaller than her,...but Ellie’s uniform wasn’t covered in blood, so it was really the only choice. She was supposed to smile, but the bruises from Andy made that difficult; besides, it’d probably just split her lip open again.The front door opened, and Tammi watched a lean figure walk slowly in. Nobody she’d ever seen before, unusual around here. It was a woman, tan,. She moans a bit as the sponge brushes and rubs her nipples. I travel to her collar bones, soaping each generously, and then again turn the water onto her body, watching the soap flow down her curves, like rapids on a river. I squat down and start to clean her ankles. I spiral the sponge up her leg, delicately rubbing her thigh with it. I slowly spray her leg down, using a gentle, sweeping, back and forth motion up it. I ‘accidentally’ spray her twat, eliciting a gasp of pleasure from her.. The only thing that they were looking forward to was a nice little corner booth so they could be naughty. They finally made it inside into the crowded and loud atmoshpere. It looked like all the booths were taken and so it was standing room only for the both of them. "Damn it my feet fucking hurt." "You shouldn't have worn those spiked 5 inch heels babe." "Fuck you Mike! I gotta look good,I see the men peepin out my tight black fuckem dress and nice thick legs." "You do look delicious baby.". The anticipation was almost unbearable. He managed to get himself some lunch and then to walk the dogs but his mind was totally focussed on the evening: his first proper date with Deborah.Was the place clean and tidy enough for her? Of course it was. Sharon had just finished spring-cleaning the place. What if Deborah forgot her toothbrush? He rootled around but failed to find a spare. He recalled someone once saying that sharing a toothbrush was a sign of true love and comforted himself with.