" Miriam's throat was closing."Sure. Bye!" Bernice hung up. There was NO WAY she could look at Randy. "Does it make sense -- what she says? About you ...aving to..." Yeah." Randy's croak cut her off. "Thanks." Sure." Bernice grabbed the door handle. "Thanks for rescuing me." She got out."No problem." Randy pulled away as soon as the door was closed. "This just SUCKS!" he muttered to himself.Meal planning had become complicated at the Flanders home. "Mom, what are we doing for dinner?" Rick asked. This time, Sean heard the trigger click when I squeezed it, and he felt the heat radiate from the soldering tip, so he was fully prepared to scream when I started my artistic endeavor. Every few letters, I let the soldering gun turn off so that the tip would not get too hot. I wanted a third-degree burn, but I did not want the skin to char. I took nearly half an hour to complete this phase of the revenge, and I was actually tired of the screaming from Sean by the time I finished.Nevertheless,. He gave me a quick look and I coughed to cover it up before anyone noticed. I just let the pleasure run through my body until my dick got soft again, and I just leaned back. I decided to tie my shorts back up, and just in time because the bubbles stopped shortly after. I glanced over and Dan had already done up his shorts. Has he done this before? How odd. We decided that we would get out of the hot tub before we shriveled up into prunes. Lindsay informed us that she was going to get something. The time seem to go very slowly, but eventually she stood to leave. Mr. Franklin stood as well, but he walked away to the men's room without a glance in her direction.He arrived late the following day, waiting until she had already sat down before coming in and ordering his coffee. He watched out of the corner of his eye as he stood in line, and was rewarded with a glance and a slight smile. When he sat down she was looking at him, so he smiled again at her briefly, then began to read and drink.