‘Looks worse than what it is. You will need some stitching up. Looks like it missed the important stuff. I think with time, you’re going to be rig...t as rain.’ George got up and poured a cup of coffee. ‘How do you take it?’ he asked. ‘Black is fine, thank you,’ said the officer. ‘Too bad I’m out of donuts,’ said George. The officer laughed and winced at the same time. The front door of the office flew open. In burst a young man with a gun. ‘Give me all your cash! Do it now!’ the young man. I was so horny I was barely holding my moans. I couldn't hold on any longer and I opened the bedside drawer and gave him a condom from the pack. He opened the wrapper and I took the rubber from him and rolled it on his beautiful tool. He came behind me and slapped my bums a cpl of times. He put his tool on my hole and teased me, and slapped my bums again. Then he put the tip on the entrance and pushed. He was fully in, with the first push. He held it in for a few seconds, his tool felt so hot. Eugenie didn't want to sacrifice her health and future happiness to one of the deadly new endemic strains of venereal disease. Most of her journey south was on the back of pony-drawn traps and bicycle-drawn carriages. Only one stretch of her journey was by motor vehicle and that was along a stretch of private motorway between Milton Keynes and Hemel Hempstead. This was exhilarating for Eugenie whose only previous experience of motorised transport was when she'd ridden the bus between Melton. "Thanks," she laughs, "ummmm, we don't have a kettle, so you'll have to boil the water in a pot," she tells him. So she grabs one for him, and he fills it with water from the faucet, setting on the stove to heat up. The popcorn finishes, and they take the bag from the microwave, and empty it into a large bowl. Then as they wait for the water, they talk about stuff, and laugh and joke around for a bit. The water boils, and Steve shuts off the stove. Sarah puts some of the cocoa mix into some.