“I have a meeting in five minutes, hurry up.” After downing the glass in one, I closed my eyes and thought of running water. I dreamt of waterfal...s, rivers and broken mains pipes. Fuck, I even dreamed about the shit nineties film called Waterworld. The dam finally burst. I felt the piss gush out the legs of my panties and trickle down my thighs and calves. Rivers of hot golden urine flowed down my legs. The sound of piss hitting the bucket took me back to my childhood when the cyclone rained. I was back in Riverside and she was still at The Pines. Separated but kept in contact through e-mail a few random calls. Two years later and get a message like that. I was trying to shake the idea that this was possible. All the messages said the same thing pretty much just sent at different times. I E-mailed her back with my ‘Doubt it’s Numchuck’s’ reply. But curiosity got the better of me and I called. Sandra said she was coming home and was a couple blocks away from the house when she saw a. " I've daydreamed, but not seriously. Simon would rip me up, and I think I'd go for his throat the first time Randy called me dawg."Robbie laughed. "What about Paula?" She's a cheerleader, annoying but cute." I heard that," Darlene said as she put a plastic table cloth on the picnic table."Check that out," Robbie said, saving me the trouble of getting my foot out of my mouth. Tami and the girls were coming down the road toward the campsite and leading about seventy-five people of all ages."I. Yeah, keep rubbing it like that!’ Soon, another blast of cum splattered on the shower wall. Bob had never come so much or so often. Meridee was just barely able to get him to bed. ‘I’ll get your supper and then I’ll be in to sleep with you,’ she said. ‘You’re going to sleep with me?’ he queried. ‘Yeah, we can’t have you getting any unrelieved erections, now can we? Its bad for your health,’ Meridee cheerfully stated. ‘You girls aren’t going to give me any rest, are you?’ Bob grinned. ‘Nope,.