Jenna peered down into the dark room below. The smell of dust and stale air rose up to meet her, laced with something a little sweeter. The inky black...ess of the room covered the bottom of the step ladder. It looked very much like a secret room someone forgot about. This was her first time in this building, and it was only by chance that her foot tripped on the edge of the carpet to reveal this door. The keys from the realtor jingled in her pocket as she had explored what could be her new bar.. Doesn't she know that she's showing enough for three chicks? Moooo, who needs to see that?But the funny thing was, after I saw it, I couldn't help think about her. And in a funny way, I kind of came to respect her for showing off the latest fashion even when it was so unsuited to her. It was fearless, you had to give her that. That was a pretty good word for her whole attitude, actually--there she was, round and sturdy, and she just showed it off like every guy would want it, and if they. I feel so full i feel like having a shit oh thats so good fuck me harder you little wanker come on your mum not good enough for you fuck me you little cunt”. I was mortally embarrassed by her language but auntie had now positioned her self behind me and was massaging my bladder and stomach. “Oh auntie stop i’ll have to go to the toilet and mum will hate me for not helping her”. Auntie encouraged me on and said “look your mums constipated we’ll give her a piss enema and kill to birds with one. At this point I pulled on one of Mary's silk kimonos and walked over tothe dressing table. If this continued I would have to go out in publicbecause I only had the one pair of shoes and not even slippers that fit,except Michael's.As I painted my fingernails it amazed me again how feminine such a simplething made my hands look. When they were dry I worked at it until mymakeup gave just the look I wanted then fitted the wig that was in Mary'scolour and combed it in place.The pale green, long.