No… to much work, plus I was pretty drunk by this time and didn’t really want to move much, I looked around the yard, but didn’t see anything t...at could fulfill my need. As I reached down to refill my wine glass I could not help but notice the shape and feel of the wine bottle. I put the empty wine bottle up to my mouth and sucked it in, down my throat as far as I could. It felt pretty good, and would probably feel even better deep in my aching pussy. I took it and worked it deep into my. "She turned to the patrolman, "Kristoffer? Two thousand dollars is just a tick over?" A thousand here and a thousand there ... it gets to be real money after awhile."She fumbled in her purse and passed the cop fifty dollars... "One hundred and two thousand dollars?" she mumbled. "For speeding?"Kristoffer offered, "The German paid six hundred thousand last week." What German? Never mind ... we lost a contract to build Audi's ... probably cost the country billions. You might mention that to her. She liked to talk. She also liked scotch and was generous with it. She looked like Elizabeth Taylor in Cleopatra, Arthur said, particularly when her blouse slipped to reveal an expanse of creamy, blue-veined, bosom.Her name was Lily. She had been on the stage, in 'variety', as an exotic dancer, billed as 'Lincolnshire Lil'. Before that she, and her mother, had been performers in 'tableaux' or 'attitudes'. Arthur was puzzled so she explained. Nudity on stage was strictly controlled by the Office. Victoria. I guess pacing around my dorm would have to wait, she had the afternoon to herself and as far as I was concerned that meant she was definitely down to fuck. Or she wouldn't have mentioned it. I'd need to freshen up a bit, brush my teeth and shower. I'd been running around all day and most chicks hated that sweaty nutsack smell.---Later---I carefully walked through the halls, not wanting to be stopped by the security officers in the dorm rooms, so I thought it would be best for me not.