His gaze then returned to hers, rapidly moving from surprised to outrage. Rising to his feet toe to toe with Kiyone."You! are out of your fucking mind..." He yelled slightly upwards into her face. Suddenly painfully aware of their difference in height. Seething they stood for a few instants, eyes locked.From somewhere in the corridor, Key caught something ... Just a faint noise. Something which sounded like a chuckle. At any other moment Kiyone would have identified and dismissed it. Probably, a. Don’t you want other women to enjoy the smell of my perfect farts? Wouldn’t it make them happy? Don’t you want women to be happy? What kind of feminist are you?’ OHHHHHH GODDDDDD. At Mark’s words, another orgasm racked her body as she imagined numberless women losing themselves in Mark’s perfect farts. ‘What’s more,’ he continued, stripping off the rest of his clothes, ‘you’re not only going to sniff my farts yourself, you’re going to help us turn other women into our freaky fart-slaves. Anyone. Inside was a heavy gauge wiremesh screen enclosing the rear seats. The woman unlocked the screen door andheld it open as the male officer forced Laura into the rear seat. The backof the seat had a cutout portion so she could lean back with her hands behindher. He fastened a seat belt with a shoulder strap around her waist. Unableto reach the seat belt buckle Laura couldn't free herself. The man stepped back as the female officer leaned in. She reached behindthe seat for something, then fastened. So sexually satisfied and I have no intention of going back to the so-called "good old days". Like it or not this is the way I want it to be," she finished."Ann, we have got to be careful. This could blow sky high into a major scandal and ruin us." I understand. Now why don't you run along to Billy's and go fishing like you planned," she responded."After last night I need to recuperate," she said.It took me about 30 minutes to reach Bill's and when I arrived, he begged off the fishing trip; too.