”“So just call it mentoring, or whatever?”“Yes. If she sticks to that story, I think it’ll work. You can certainly attest to the fact we tal...ed about computers.”“True! I think that might work!”“Me, too. At least I hope so. It’ll make her life a lot easier. Mine, honestly, won’t really be affected.”“And if they ask where she spent the night?”“That’s up to you and Cecily to decide. I won’t be around for questioning. But I honestly think the computer angle will defuse the situation, if it even. I know that if I puke in this hood, I’ll surely drown in it, and it seems to be only this thought that keeps the vomit down.After a period of time which seems stretched in my memory, a short vacation to hell, he is fully inside; I can feel him throbbing and it is as if my own heart beat is being dominated into time with the monster piercing me. ?All sorts of evil things I’m going to do to you, and you’re going to live in that box only coming out for chores and raping and torture and. She quickly put her arms around my waist and we kissed hot and heavy against the door.“this will be nasty won’t it Stacy, just hot and sweaty nasty”“better be, I am not here to be held”I stepped back and sat on the chair I opened the music player and put on a slow jazz song. “do your slow strip and lap dance for me” I put the phone on the night stand. “ I wanna watch you slither and dance”“okay big boy, and you want me to undress you too right” she said biting her bottom lip as she turned. Moments later they clinked their glasses and ate each others oral orifice whilst threatening to fall into the water. Cat found herself leaning on the swing and allowing the weight of it to gently rock her against the other woman’s body. The softness of her breasts, the valley between her hip bones, her soft middle. Her friend caressed her upper thigh, under the skirt fabric until finally her fingers began to play where they were most welcome. Cat’s pussy was lush and wet. The slow afternoon had.