"Who's the lucky guy?" Nobody!" She said, anger in her voice. "Well, I met this guy at sports night and he seemed nice. We danced to a couple of recor...s and then he asked me if I wanted to go out to his car to take a couple of tokes." At this point, we were pulling into the parking lot and I shut off the car."Go ahead Baby, what happened?" With that, the pretty teen began to tell me about her salacious experience out in this boy's car."Well, he turned on the radio and pulled out a pipe. We each. She got up and walked away with her empty boot and I assumed she was off to the toilet, she was and after a few minutes she returned with her glass no longer empty, it was about a third full and as she sat back down at the table she spoke to the banker in german and then to me in English explaining that it was her piss in the glass not lager.I could see the delight in his face and as we both watched he lifted the glass boot to his lips and began to drink her urine, it was very horny, i knew he. There was a simple bump that, more than sounding, pulsed the air…and then a slight floorboard squeak. Both were normal in this old house, it had its share of rattles and squeaks after all. But neither was quite in place, neither reflected the proper signature of oak or plaster. Knowing this, Greg turned his head to the left to see, for lack of a better expression, what might be coming into view.He didn’t see her as much as sensed her. Jane was draped in black silk and had dark features as well,. Initially all went well and I applied the gel and stood waiting for something to happen. I didn’t have long to wait.At first there was a gentle warmth which in a matter of seconds was replaced by an intense burning and a feeling I can only describe as like being given a barbed wire wedgie by two people intent on hitting the ceiling with my head. Religion hadn't featured much in my life until that night but I suddenly became willing to convert to any religion to stop the violent burning around.