I wasn't trying to hide it from you. Maybe, I was just waiting, thinking you would bring it up when you were ready to."We finished our dinner, and the... went back upstairs. Shirley picked up the oven screwdriver, examining it closely, before asking me if I'd brought it home as a present for her. I could see that she was wanting to take it home with her, to add it to her other collection of screwdrivers. I told her that I'd only borrowed it from the maintenance department, that I would need to. The sound of wetapplause meeting every following collision of flesh. Her body reactedthis way to every warm feeling that he sprayed inside of her, over andover again. Her fuzzy thoughts incapable of wandering beyond this prisonof ecstacy.Yet somewhere, deep in the recesses of her numbing mind, a forgotten manwas screaming. Losing himself to purple darkness, as his cries of terrorwent unheard.* * *"No-no-no, SHIT!" Amber ejaculated, as she opened the oven door. Theobnoxous chorus of many smoke. " Let's go listen to some music, and I want another glass of wine." said Daisy.She led Sharon to the living room and seated her.She kissed her tenderly and then said: "Perhaps I could put on my own private show for you ... Just to make up." No need to make up ... I'm hot enough for you as it is. But okay, I'd love it."Daisy chose an album that had the right combination of rhythmic songs in a row. Then several soft ones. She started it and turned on the track light before the fireplace. It lit. "Cleo." I will never get used to this, I thought, how does one get so used to being naked in front of men?She ignored me and sat on the sofa again, clad in modest panties and her sports bra. She rubbed the herb on her knees and ankles. It wasn't long before the delightful smell of fresh cut flowers filled the room. Was there a hint of mint as well?"It really does feel better without clothes on. The air is cooler on the ... burns. And there is no chaffing on areas." Cleo finished as a way to.