"That's it. I'm going back to the kitchen and spitting in your orangejuice." Fine," Zoey conceded, sitting up. "You wouldn't really spit in my glass,w...uld you?"Mack got an evil grin. "Just get up on time and you won't have to worryabout that." Nerd." Zoey sent a stuffed animal flying towards Mack.Mack ducked out of the room before it could hit its target, calling out,"Bimbo!"Zoey then followed her normal routine. Well, her normal routine beforehaving met Simone... er Lance. She had tried. Absolute. Consumed by beauty, the earth quaking, and lightning storms. Unstoppable forces. Forcefully gripping your ample cheeks, I thrust up to match your motion, trespassing further into you. And you don't relent, grinding even header, knowing what's to come. And I can feel the inevitable, can feel the tide that is gathering. The way my body is beginning to helplessly tense beneath yours like the durable and taught string of a bow. You're akin to a beautiful instrument that I've discovered. It had been her first sexual experience, and her anus now tingled with excitement at that memory, although Billy had not touched either it or her vagina, which had an intact hymen.The man, one of Billy’s friends, was now gently pushing his finger into one of her nostrils. “Just hold still, girl,” he as saying. “I like to play some games first, to get me standing. Be a good girl.”When Billy had left, after repairing the radiator, he had told Lotte that he would call around at any time he. The nurse woke me up at seven in the morning, (what is it about hospitalsand early mornings?) and while I washed, cleaned my teeth and againmoisturised where I could I commented that I would be glad when I couldget a shower, the nurse said that with luck that would be later on todayafter the doctor had seen me.Breakfast, again soft food, fruit compote and scrambled eggs - all helpsthe diet I am on, then back to reading my diaries.As I said earlier these made fascinating reading, it was.