She watched as she started her explanation.'I'd heard a couple of things from a girl friend which didn't sound right and I figured that if anyone knew... Mum would. So I caught her one evening, you were at the rugby club with Josh, I think, and Mum had had a couple of drinks and seemed to be in a mellow mood. So I asked her about..., well, about masturbation, to be blunt. Martine, you know her, don't you, she told me that she lost her virginity to her hair brush handle, which didn't sound very. She almost wanted to hug him. ‘Really,’ she assured him. ‘Two eggs, two strips of bacon, and two pieces of toast.’ Michael repeated, as he reached into his clunky old refrigerator. He turned around to see her gazing down at the table, frowning as if she was looking into the eyes of a dying squirrel. ‘Are… are you all right?’ ‘Does it fucking look like I’m all right?’ she growled. She smiled bitterly and mumbled, ‘Those were the first words I said to you.’ ‘Yeah, I know,’ Michael said, smiling. I'm cool with it!" Nope. You challenged my parking abilities. And now you have to live with the consequences." It's the living part I'm concerned about," Finn responded worriedly."Hey, have I gotten you killed yet?" Well, there's always a first time ... it's also usually the last." Finn gulped as Liv reversed the winch. Seconds later, they were once again dangling in the air, buffeted by the ever present wind. Her finger hovered over the winch switch, waiting for the perfect gust. It wasn't. I’ll tickle you here, ‘cuz I’m a ratfink, and I LOVE to see your breasts jiggle as you laff!!! Then I’ll move down to your pubic area…. Oh, God, Andréa, you’ve just finished shaving your pussy and it’s free of all stubble! It’s as smooth as the rest of your body… Maybe smoother!!! And with the olive oil and your own natural lubricant (‘lubricunt?’) it’s the smoothest, slickest place on Earth!!! I’ll climb over you at this point, letting the hairs on my chest tickle your bare breasts, turning.