"My name's Ray. You're the one who started the whole Ratman thing, you -you dumb bitch," Ratman said, smiling mirthlessly. "Why the fuck shouldwe help...you? What did you ever do for us?" I - I -" But before Grant could finish the sentence Ratman had turnedand walked back into the club.Karl didn't speak for a moment. "So, you coming in the club or not?" heeventually asked."Uh - I -" Cause Ray doesn't like it if we just let people hang around outhere..." What - what's he got to do with it?"Karl. She pushed her tongue in deep then started sucking Carries clit. Soon after she started cumming and the woman between her legs sucked her dry. Finally the woman left and Carried got herself together and came back to me.When she got there arrived I noticed she was flushed and I asked her if she was all right. She told me in detail what had happened and as she was talking she put her wet panties in my hand. She said she had never had an encounter with another woman before and it has excited her. But even closing my eyes all I could imagine was Hailee wrapped in that white towel. I imagined licking every single water droplet off her skin and then drinking from that sweet pink little cunt. Knock Knock Who is it? my voice was rough, and dry, I was thirsty. Knock Knock Mal? Hailee opened the door to my bedroom. She was standing there, still in the towel but no her skin was no longer wet. She was looking at the ground, not saying anything. She started to open her mouth, and then she stared. The Indian Summer persisted and she wore a sky blue and white floral dress to just below her knees. There was no hint of cleavage and the arms were long-sleeved but there was no doubt that it encased a girl with a lovely figure. She wore a wide-brimmed hat with the front turned up so that one could see her face. The hat itself was white with a blue band round it matching the blue of her dress. She also wore her Green Howards brooch. She looked heavenly and Mark was desperately proud of.