He pulled the sheet over them and snuggled up against her back, letting his arm lightly drape over her. He rested his head lightly against hers and no...iced the picture on her night stand. It was a picture of her and her mother.Riley looked younger, probably twelve or thirteen, this was probably the last picture she took with her mother. Their mom was hardly ever around anymore, for the past year and half she’s been working the grave yard shift at the hospital, she’d come home right after Riley. As we carried on kissing our hands were exploring each other’s torsos. I moved off his lips and onto his neck, his hand was running through my hair as his head was back, I moved my tongue down to his man boobs and then down further.My hand moved in front of me and I was soon rubbing his erection, it felt huge. Gently roaming my hand over him he groaned. Then I unclipped his pants, pulled down his zip and slid them down to his ankles, I wasn’t wrong his cock was some size, it was then that I. Urgent. Do not touch on pain of death?"RIMMER: Yes!LISTER: I threw it away.LISTER and his friends crack up.RIMMER: Ha ha ha ha. Tee hee. Where is it?LISTER: No, I didn't. I pinned it up on the wall.RIMMER: What? Why?LISTER: To dry it out.RIMMER: What do you mean, dry it out?LISTER: Well, I spilled a cold vindaloo on it. Don't worry, it's alittle bit red, but you can read most of it, especially if you scrapethe lumps off.RIMMER: You spoiled my -- no, I haven't got time. I'm taking learningdrugs. The kids were done with dance and swimming lessons so she would have time to get it all moved. Hopefully he would take out most of his aggression on golf balls and would be somewhat calmer and settled when he got home. If she could just get past the next day.She did not sleep at all that night. Even if Rick did come home a little calmer on Saturday what could she say to him? He had been in the room when Ron had taken her so she couldn't deny it. It was obvious that Ron had set her up for what.