“Where’s my fags,” Camilla asked.“Suppose we’ll have to send the the fucking Corgis to Battersea Dogs home,” Charles said gloomily.“Mumm... says you should try eBay,” Kate suggested.“My mum says you shouldn’t do nothing for nothing,” Megan suggested.“Er, yes I suppose so,” Kate agreed.“Anyway eBay don’t do live animals, maybe try Craigslist,” Megan suggested.“Yes, you will get better money for them in the states,” Kate agreed.“How many you got?” Megan asked.“Seems like a thousand but it’s. I creep off quietly to the bathroom to take care of things.Then I find a washrag and soap. I give myself a quick sponge bath at her sink. I wash my face and ... the fun bits. I put a dab of her toothpaste on my finger and take care of the morning blah. I want to be fresh for her. Looking in her mirror, I imagine her behind me. Her hands around my waist. Her lips on my neck. Whispering her 'good morning' in my ear.I close my eyes and imagine it's her finger in my mouth. I get a little. As my hands cupped her bottom she tilted her hips to bring the hardness of her pubic bone against the upward position of my erection. As her mouth opened further she tried to devour my tongue and rotated her tummy against the bulge of my erect penis. With A gusher of breath, she gasped, “I needed this so BADLY.”It seemed natural and necessary for my hands to knife inside the waistband of her shorts. I felt the smoothness of her naked bottom as the palms of my hands pressed into her soft bottom. I kept grabbing, and lifting, until I felt a handful of rough panty hose covering her ass."Take 'em off, baby. Take 'em off for me."I pushed her panty hose down from her waist. And after I stretched and pushed them down from her wider hips they drooped on their own down to her thighs. She squirmed and shimmied them down from her thighs and off her legs, and kicked them away. While she did that I unbuttoned her blouse, from her neck down to her navel. I didn't want to rip anything off of her so.