"But not until, like, the middle of October." And of course that's only if I win both the local and the intercounty," she said unsmilingly."Look at yo...rself," I said.She looked at me, a question in her eyes."No, I mean look at yourself in the mirror," I said, nodding at the mirror we'd set up in one corner of the basement.She walked over to stand in front of it, and looked back at me with shock."Wow," she said. "You've done a great job." Thanks," I grinned. "I had a lot to work with."She. Her face had begun to age from too much stress and too much pouting. I could feel her disdain for everything around her and her lips were in a sneer to match my own. She was wearing tight jeans in a style that was too young for her but she wore them well.She would be mine.I paid my bill and went up to her. Her dark eyes flashed at me for my presumption but then softened. My curly blonde hair and cruel lips had that effect on bad women. I smiled warmly at her and began to tell her what I. Alsover’s on the small of his back, and heard Mr. Oliver clear his throat.Trying to sound indifferent, he said "Eh, Timothy, I see that you have an erection."Timothy blushed, and sheepishly looked down at his penis, which was becoming harder by the moment."For the sake of the overall nature of this composition, it would be better if your penis were in, eh, a resting position", Mr. Oliver went on.Timothy helplessly looked at Ms. Alsover, and heard Maria snigger.Then, they all looked on in. I wouldn't mind riding you". Then I spotted him. Saw him come on to my doorstep and heard a knock. I went to the door, opened it to see a drenched postman. His clothes were stuck to him. "Where's your coat?" I asked. "Damn weather" he said. "Didn't bother with a coat as it was supposed to be hot". Do you want to come in and dry off?" I asked him. "If you don't mind, that would be great" he replied. I showed him where the bathroom was. Giving him a towel I asked "Would you like me to put your.