"Hey where do you think you're going eh?" she said sternly, "You haven't finished yet. I think you should bloody well finish in front me, you pervert.... she said, angry as hell.Dave tried to ignore her and proceeded to do up his belt but if he'd have known any more about this woman and what she liked to get up to in her personal life, he wouldn't have done this. He would have done as he was told immediately."I fucking mean it you prick! Drop your trousers and finish what you started. If you. What? You thought I was going to make him lie about it too? I may be extreme, but I'm not that extreme. Someone else could have been blamed for it. Did you ever think about that? The point is; George didn't have to chop down that cherry tree. Heck!(apologies again) He probably didn't even want to. That's the kind of power I have.As vile and despicable as these deeds were, I have to say, I even surprised myself with my latest work. I was on vacation away from... (No, I'm not going to say it. I. -Вот в машине был, я с собой прихватила - сказала она, слегка улыбнувшись, насколько это позволяли замёрзшие губы. Алина откинула часть пледа, демонстративно подняв руку и кивнув, сказала. -Давай поближе, нужно согреться. Я подсел вплотную к ней так, что моя голова оказалась у неё на плече, и робко обнял её рукой, тетя Алина натянула мне плед на спину и выключила фонарь. И так оперевшись о борт лодки, мы сидели молча, не шевелясь и слушая что происходит снаружи. Под брезентом было абсолютно. I knocked on the door and waited... And waited. I knocked again. I faintly heard "come in" so I let myself in. When I walked in Beckie was nowhere to be found. I called out "where are you?". "Im getting ready for bed, I didn't know you were coming back" she said. "Oh ok well I'll just wait out here and we can chat when you're done" I replied. "It's ok, I'm going to put a show on so you may as well go into my room and we can chat while the show is on". So I walked down the hall towards her room..