He even asked if either of them wanted anything else like apple or cherry pies for dessert.Mandy had finished her serving of fries and was munching on...the remainder of Bob's. He slapped her hand lightly away from his fries saying, "MINE!" NO!" Mandy corrected him, "OURS!" Is that what you really want?" he asked her."What's mine is yours and what yours is mine. It's all 'OURS!'"Yes, that's what I want," she said very firmly and with a stern and tough look on her face. Jutting out her lower jaw. On the 5 fill up,release and flush Lucy saw that all the discharge was crystal clear."I'm done I think," Lucy said.Bertie came in and ran hot water in the sink and soaked a clean washrag."OK Lucy, stand up and bend over."Bertie took the hot wet hand rag and made certain nothing had splashedon Lucy's bum and rubbed the wash rag on her little rose bud. Lucyloved the feeling of the hot damp wash rag on her bum."You are ready now, girl," Bertie remarked.The walked downstairs holding hands and. Then one day Phil picked me up and took me to work. Later in the afternoon he came to me to tell me that he had to go early and wouldn't be able to give me a lift but the boss Jim had said he would give me a lift when he had finished.Everyone left except Jim after a while he phoned to ask me to go to his office. He asked me to sit whilst he finished up, he kept looking up then eventually he asked me to go and look at something he had been working on... I stood beside him as he clicked the mouse. Andrea watched her come, that same snide smile still curling the corners of her perfect lips. The same careless dismissal dancing about her eyes. She didn't rise to meet Cassie, didn't look the least bit alarmed as Cassie bore down upon her. Instead, she spread her legs wide – a mocking invitation.Cassie closed the remaining distance quickly. Leaned over and swung out with flailing arms and clutching hands——grasped the bottom of Andrea's boxers and ripped them roughly down her long, smooth.