“Slurp it all down too, bitch ... all of it!” She muttered not unaffectionate. “I’ve needed to take a wicked wizz for over an hour now and I j...st realized now that you’re it ... unless I go piddle in a corner. Dottie, you too, up here and drink your full measure too! Other than me, you two are the most insatiable sluts here ... but those twin girls frankly frighten me!”I shifted my legs to allow Dot to get up from underneath me and in a moment, her face was there pressed next to mine as Lydia. I knew it well because I'd played there a lot when I was just a little kid. There was no one around so I sat down under a tree and started eating my sandwich.When I was almost done, Jerry showed up and sat down next to me and told me he was sorry he was late but he had some stuff he had to do. He told me he'd had his eye on me for a while and thought I was very pretty and wanted to get to know me better. He moved in and kissed me then and boy was I surprised. Jerry Samson was kissing me. I. 20 minutes later, the car is unloaded, and you decide to finally take a look at the cottage. It's pretty big, as cottages go. With a kitchen a dining room, a living room, a laundry/bathroom, and a large den all on the 1st floor. Upstairs there are 3 normal bedrooms, 1 large one, a bathroom, and off the large bedroom there is a balcony. And you remind yourself not to forget the patio and dock at the back. The two of you meet in the den and toast to a, hopefully, successful sexfest during the. You’ll be right where you need to be.’ She rang off. Getting Lauren to the safety of he bank’s office was fraught. People were milling about, and everyone looked like a potential killer. Frank and I had discussed deploying more troops but we knew it wouldn’t help. We both breathed easier when the lift door closed behind her. I told him where I’d be and trotted off to the coffee shop. She was there, looking like a banker herself in a dark grey suit and tie, the latter loose around her neck. She.