What was it like when she rubbed the moisturiser over your fanny?"It was incredible, she dripped the cream on my pubic bone just above my clit then ma...e me spread my legs wide so she could rub it down both sides of my slit all over my swollen labia. Then she made me hold my knees up by my tits while she rubbed it all around my bum hole. The touch of her fingers rubbing the cool cream around my bum hole was awesome. Like I said, I nearly came all over her hands. She must have seen how wet and. I know once I pop the cork it will never end. But damnit… I have to go. Where the hell is the bathroom? I think I remember it being over here somewhere… I wish I wasnt so fucking drunk. The walls feel so nice… Is that velvet? Why would they put velvet on the walls? Who cares… Ill just stay here for a minute and enjoy the feeling… Damnit… I forgot I need to pee!!! There it is… the bathroom!! Why are your pants always hard to open when you really have to go? Now see… If my girls were here with. Unsurprisingly, when I got to the meeting, Dick Cheney was present as well, and he didn’t look overly happy to be there. As far as he was concerned, he didn’t want anybody getting in his way of selecting the next Cabinet, and certainly not either George Bush or the prospective Cabinet members. He was only here because the campaign was reacting to the pressure from the media. Al Gore, on the other hand, was trumpeting the transparency of his selections. This was total hogwash, as well. Al was. I don't know if you can understand that because I'm not sure I understand it.I pretended that I knew Linda was cheating on me and would sit around trying to think of ways to find evidence to prove it. I would watch her dress for work in the morning and make a note of the kind and color of her panties, bra, stockings she put on, then when she came home at night I would make sure that she was still wearing the same under garments. When she undressed for bed I would go through the laundry hamper.