What the hell does she think the two of us could do! Quite mad, that girl!"Andy looked at Jessica and shook his head."I think you have no option but t... go, my darling. Gwendoline may be a lot of tiresome things, but she definitely isn't mad and she even more certainly isn't stupid. If she thinks she has a better chance on her own she's probably right. And you three swore an oath once to come to the help of any one of you who was in any kind of trouble. Sorry darling, but you're going with Gwen. My pee was hitting the wall behind me with such force, it was reflecting back as if I was showering myself, and my whole skirt and bare bum were dripping with my golden coloured urine.I finally stopped only when the pressure in my bladder subsided enough to allow me to close my urination. I sidled down the wynd because of my embarrassing wetness, my stockings and bootees were full of it, and it squelched, as I walked.Thankfully a taxi cab stopped and offered assistance. 'Where do you stay. This was thrilling to me. To be able to bring pleasure to someone else was a wonderful new concept. I wanted her to cum so bad, and soon I was rewarded. Linda started to make little squealing noises. I could feel her hair swishing around as she was thrashing her head from side to side. and then she was cumming. I held her tight and sucked like crazy at her nipple. After a minute she just collapsed on top of me. Her hair spread out over my eyes. When we both had caught our breaths she raised up. He’d never liked the taste of beer or liquor, or the after effect. He didn’t prevent Branch from drinking, but it was one thing he didn’t teach him how to do. However, Branch followed his dad’s example and stayed away from alcohol, partly because he didn’t go to places like bars and taverns.For all of his adult life Casey had worked in construction. For the past eight years he’d been the supervisor of a construction crew and at fifty-eight he was looking forward to retiring in just a few more.