11.A ma grande surprise, cette premi?re sortie en fille s'est tr?s bienpass?. Ou plut?t devrais-je dire mal pass? ?tant donn? ses cons?quences.Le caf?...dans lequel Elodie m'avait emmen? ?tait bien loin du bistrotraditionnel. A mi-chemin entre la brasserie et le pub, il accueillaittoutes sortes de clients, depuis des jeunes coll?giens jusqu'? despiliers de bars qui venaient regarder les courses hippiques en hurlantpour encourager les chevaux sur lesquels ils avaient mis? leurs espoirsde. "Yes Elizabeth," I answered sarcastically whilst making a lame attemptat an ironic curtsy. I could hear her visitors giggling as I made myway back to the kitchen and put the kettle on. I stood in the kitchen and waited for the kettle to boil, lost in mythoughts and furious at what Elizabeth had done to me. I checked thetimer on the washing machine...only another 20 minutes to go, thankgoodness. As I was lost in my thoughts, I only vaguely heard the frontdoor go and someone else enter the. ...Oh, that's right I need to get going, I storm out the bakery running off to work as I pass the window to where my mystery tattooed beauty was, I smile and winked at her. To which she seems to be oblivious to me which is good cause shortly after I trip over my foot and busted my ass royally on the curve of the sidewalk. "Hey what fuck.... I meant to do that!" I get up bouncing off my toes and sprinting to whatever it is that I was hurrying up to go.Later that evening I swing by my favorite. No thoughts filled her head, she was as incapable of thought as she was of getting free. Her body was doing what it was coaxed to do, and all jess could do was react to everything that was happening to her.She felt the girl/s hand pressing deeper, before her thumb began to slowly find a way to join her fingers.Jess tried to open her legs wider, to give the girl more access, but they would neither open nor close, as she felt the girl’s hand slowly forced into her pussy.She moaned into the other.