”Then she smiled and I smiled back at her. I put my arms around her and pulled her close. Our boobs squashed and we laughed. Then she came close for...a kiss and I went ahead. It turned into 10 minutes long smooch. We parted and just smiled. I went out and after that my day was a bit better.Saturday felt so hard for me. But in the evening everyone from the first day came to our room. I knew they’re up to something with me. They all sat together and then called me. They told me to strip naked and. "I let my voice trail off, looking puzzled, and Tommie cracked up. She laughed so hard she nearly spilled her soda, and I laughed with her. It was a nice moment.At the end of the night I left her at her apartment, and like the first time she gave me a kiss on the cheek. I don't know if I'd ever ended a second date without a real kiss before--maybe when I was 15 or something. But things were going my way, and I wasn't going to push it or rush Tommie at all.And I knew three days later that I'd. He had mentioned it briefly in a letter to her. He had left everything to her husband, more for her than her husband. Jonathan knew nothing about art, but Jenn did. He knew she would understand and value the collection; which she had never really seen the full extent of.Jennifer had gone both to the gallery in Paris and the one in Soho after Grandpa had died and gone through everything. Much of it was still crated up; hundreds of paintings. She had made lists of the names on the back of the. As Bill pulls his cock from my mouth, I closed my lips around hisdisgusting fluid and to add insult he squirts a little into each of mynostrils, the stench filling my entire sense of smell.I stand, curtsy, let my skirt drop as Bill says, "Swallow." And I swallowhis waste feeling it down my throat and into my belly. Bill's piss isdeep inside me now. I can feel it, taste it, smell it everywhere. It'sacrid taste only made worst by his urine permeating my nostrils."Now waddle out of here and get me.