I had nothing new to use to try to bolster my arguments. When we got to Tina's place, I could see that Sherry was holding herself back somewhat, allow...ng Tina to move the bulk of her things inside before they dealt with any of Sherry's stuff."Jimmy, would it be all right if I still stayed at your house? I feel safe there, and it's nice. I hate living in Tina's crummy apartment." I think she needs your support tonight, Sherry. Give her a few days to think about everything, okay? If she doesn't. The new bus arrived, packed and left pretty much straight away. I put the magazines in my backpack and settled back to enjoy the scenery. When we arrived at my stop it was dark and I could see maybe five or six people holding an Aussie flag and a sign saying "Peta"! I was confused and when I got off the bus my reception committee was even more confused to see an Aussie bloke.A quick conference broke out with whispered comments and sideways glances in my direction. Finally they came over and. “Get on all fours then” she said wiping her mouth, and I sprung up onto my hands and knees. Within seconds Alison was parting my cheeks and ramming her face and tongue in, licking my arsehole aggressively. She paused briefly, and inserted her finger into my hole. “Do you like this?” she said sexily and I moaned out “yes” in response. “We are going to make these bed sheets much dirtier than they were with that tramp”, Alison said pushing her finger deeper in. “Ok” I could barely get out before. The edge was mis-shaped and was uncomfortable, but I didn’t care. Getting my hair washed is one of life’s greatest pleasures. Her hands felt so good! Slow, circular movements almost put me to sleep. Lindsay could detect my pleasure. “Feel nice?” Yes! I almost squealed, again. Over and over, her fingers rubbed my head and neck. She slowly rinsed and then re-lathered. Re-lathered! I thought. Her fingers had much experience for being so youthful. Not a day over 26, for sure. But so good; she’s.