"I was lost. "What are you talking about, Deb," I asked."All this time, I've been making you blonder and blonder. And on FridayI met your sister, who ...y the way looks a lot like you. Anyway, her hairis gorgeous. I made her give me the phone number of her colorist." My sister colors her hair?" I asked."Uh, duh," Debbie replied, rolling her eyes. "Anyway, I got all thedetails of your sister's shade. So, you might have been just anotherdumb little blonde when you came in here today, but you're. I couldn't tell what - sweat, cum, old rotten food, something else. And a horrible overlay of strawberry scented air freshener. I leaned against the door, weak with nausea.Diamond Doug motioned and I turned my head. The door to the bathroom was open. A haggard and emaciated woman was sitting on the toilet, dress pulled up around her waist, head lolling forward, legs tightly together. Doug called her name and she turned her head anxiously. "Did you bring me somethin', honey?" she muttered. She. 'Where are ye callin' from?'An Irish priest is driving down to New York and gets stopped for speeding in Connecticut. The state trooper smells alcohol on the priest's breath and then sees an empty wine bottle on the floor of the car.He says, 'Sir, have you been drinking?''Just water, ' says the priest.The trooper says, 'Then why do I smell wine?'The priest looks at the bottle and says, 'Good Lord! He's done it again!'Walking into the bar, Mike said to Charlie the bartender, 'Pour me a stiff one. Already on the edge of a climax, I was too far gone to resist him. I simply looked up -- stunned at my own helplessness -- and watched him use me for his grinding, humping pleasure. His balls were slapping my ass -- his testicles swollen with sperm, eager to soak my womb and fertilize my eggs -- and I came despite myself, wrapping my legs around his powerful black waist.He seemed to like that; thrusting especially hard, he ground his cock into my cunt until his own climax broke, then pressed in.