You really are quite priceless! Ifnot, Anne will just hot wire the car. It is just that if we cannick his keys then it simplifies things, and you can ...lip out onyour own whilst we cover for you. Or we can try our luck withVincent, or Michael come to that. After all it is not as if you arestealing them. Just borrowing for the one trip."In the protected femininity of the powder room they sat next toeach other, going through the motions of improving on theperfection of their make-up. Smoothing. Her skin had a nice, olive complexion. A tight, white t-shirt with a rainbow across her breasts, emphasized her nice pair of tits. A short jean skirt over white leggings clung to her perky ass."Aren't you a pretty thing," I growled, looming over her. She shrank back, bumping into the door. It swung inward so she was trapped between me and the door."Mrs. Korrapti," the girl said."Oh, it's alright, Jerri," the receptionist said. "Mark's scouting for pussy." And aren't you some pretty pussy." I. He obeyed. Her foot was slick and wet with his puke on it when she stepped firmly on the side of his face. Inches away, level with his eyes, was the remaining puddle of vomit for him to see. " Why would I let you touch me??!" she chided. "Why should I??" She fumed. John lay prone face down on the floor his dress shit soaked with sweat. His ass cheeks were exposed. A result of having been a nasty pervert that subjects women to his juvenile masturbation sessions. She left him that way for what. Reed, this really isn't how it seems..." he began awkwardly, before realizing that the explanation might be even worse to her than what she already thought."Do tell," Mrs. Reed said coldly, and he started to continue. She cut him off. "On second thought, don't. I'd rather have the explanation from my daughter." Yes, ma'am." Bug on a windshield, yep, he thought as he waited silently with the silver-haired Fury staring bloody death at himJen returned a few minutes later, clad in a loose-fitting.