How hard can that be?"Whack."But every day it?s something different. Either you can't drink it fast enough. Or you cough at the wrong moment. Or it mi...ses your mouth. And don't even remind me of the time you vomited...."The memory of that last incident, the time he'd been so rude as to not only vomit up her piss, but also to do it against her favourite white bedspread, drove her into an even greater fury. With three rapid powerful strokes in quick succession she laid vivid red lines across his. I said I had no reason – and when she asked me if I had another girl I said no which was true.The she asked me if I still liked her and I said yes. I don’t know why because nothing happened to make my cock go hard but it did – well it got firm but not sticking right out. She said I think I had better get your clothes that thing is getting excited, it seems to like me and laughed.I was a bit embarrassed and she took me to where my clothes were hidden and as she gave them to me she kissed me. I. I have been spending so much time writing this series. I have read it so many times. I have reached a point where I cannot really say if the story is any more interesting or not. So forgive me if it is not up to the mark. But, the effort put in has been no less.Also, this episode is comparatively even smaller, but I am very hopeful of you liking it. I feel the characters are in a space where they would want to hurry up with the proceedings. And so, an episode that feels to have ended quickly. Watching the clock, she stood behind me as I turned and twirled in frontof the full-length mirror. I was gobsmacked. The dress was fabulous,and you could see a hint of my black lace bra underneath, as well as thetriangle front panel of my panties.But you couldn't see any lines on my curved ass. Angie was right.G-string it is!Then she helped me into my new winter coat, marvelling again at the furtrim, and then handed me my clutch purse."Inside is your phone, the key-card to your room, that.