Now how tall did you say you are?" Glen grins at her, "Taller than you Jeanie. Actually I'm just a tad over six foot eight, two hundred-sixty pounds ...nd I'm a very nice guy and I woulda been a big ol boy if it hadn't all went to feet." Jeanie finds herself sweating in the heavy shirt. "Hey Glen you wouldn't happen to have a t-shirt back there would you? I'm roasting in this shirt." Glen smirks," Hell you can just take it off if you want Jeanie, I promise I won't peek...much." Jeanie pouts. I was prepared to find the Chalmers Street launderette bulldozed into something new and unrecognisable, but it was still there, and the same old facade in yellow-grey London brick carried great emotional force.For this was where it had all started when I was a sulky sixteen, quarrelling with my father every weekend, and allowed to sit in that warm, steamy launderette, if I would help the manageress to tidy-up at closing. God knows she wasn't a beauty, all double chins and missing teeth, but she. When she was fairly drunk we decided to go back to the room. Upon entering we jumped all over each other and we were soon fucking Luke crazy. She moaned and screamed so loud the front desk called us. After we. Finished we decided to take a shower. When we got out I told her I had a surprise for her. She immediately got excited. I had picked out a special outfit for Tonights. I got out the outfit from my bag and told her to put it on. It was a. Black bustier with chain trim along the top of the. ”Yamina stood and walked the ten steps to the dispensary. Opening a cabinet, she selected a plastic cup and filled it with crushed ice and water from the built-in dispensing unit, then brought it to Roger. “Not too much, now.”Roger lifted his head off the pillow and pulled some of the water into his mouth. It wasn’t enough to swallow, but nothing had ever tasted so wonderful. He laid his head back; even that amount of effort was exhausting.“Better?”“I guess so,” Roger’s eyes were clearer, and.