I tried a finger on her parts. She was as dry as a teetotallers wine cellar.“Oh damn you to hell and back!” I snapped, “If you won’t fornicate...in that hole you can take me in the next!”I grabbed her firmly and rammed my member at her brown hole. It was sealed as tight as the tower of London and my member threatened to burst under the onslaught.“Oh damn you again,” I wailed, “You will regret this.”“Bertie!” a distressed voice exclaimed, “What on earth?” Mother had arrived.The Nun moved. Perverted her, Gudrun might disagree. As a mother, she loathed Rebecca’s taste in music. Frieda had developed a surprisingly good singing voice, memorizing nearly every song in Rebecca’s playlist. She sang day and night, dancing to the videos Rebecca had on her cell phone.“Will Gerhard disown me?” Rebecca asked, preparing a breakfast of bacon and eggs, home fries and toast for Frieda. The thought of eating anything made her ill, though surprisingly, she easily tolerated the smells generated. Smith knew that he was within bare inches of losing everything he had worked for over the years. All of the grappling and struggling and back-stabbing that he had done to rise to the position he now held, all of it would be for nothing if the Laura Whiting situation was not brought under control one way or the other. What had started out as an annoyance had quickly become the worst crisis of his entire career.He sighed and opened up his desk drawer, pulling out a sterling silver box that was. It was obvious to him she was after the opposite and was desperate for it, and there was never any mention for the other half, the closest clue he had to her sex life was the low sound of vibration currently emitting from her bedroom.He slipped in through the door closing it behind him, Beth didn’t even notice.”And what are you up to tonight young lady?”Beneath the covers Beth’s heart skipped a beat, she clicked the vibrator of and feigned sleep, praying her intruder would just back off. Her.