“Carriage 348, floor 29.” And Aggie at this very moment in carriage 348 was exactly one hundred jumps from the entrance room at the top of the pyr...mid. “Carriage 340, still floor 29.” She knew tumbler code A-1 was not the exit code. “Carriage 228, floor 25.” And as for the transfer rooms below floor 18, they were almost always showing her the blank wall of an interior transfer room. “Carriage 218, floor 25.” Aggie would have had to walk around to the opposite side of the room to see the exit.. She sat up and I could see beads of spunk dripping from her face and her hair. Seems like Ive made a bit of a mess of you I laughed as I wiped the droplets from her chin and lips. I wasnt expecting it she said. I think I might have swallowed some And&hellip,&hellip, And what What did you think? Oh, the taste! It was a bit salty but not so bad. Ive seen porno films where they seem to take it all, Im not sure if I could do that though Dont worry I assured her, you did fine as it was I eased of. The drive home was long and tiring, as I walked in the house I was surprised 2 see the living room light was still on (My wife never stays up late during the week)I walked towards the living room and started 2 make out a slight moaning sound, curiously I peered around the door and noticed both of my wifes legs dangling over both arms of the arm chair, as I could only see the back of the chair and the 2 amazing long legs of my wife I naturally assumed she was just giving herself some relife. The courses in law and business theory were especially hard. One quarter had already passed, and her grades hovered between 2.1 and 3.0 for most of her assignments. She knew she needed help, but most of the class shied away from her. She knew she was not well liked for the way she had treated some of the other classmates, specifically Yolanda and that big-titted bitch Jennifer. They thought of her as a pariah for that, since Jennifer was well regarded by nearly everyone. Ever since the.