His gut instinct was never usually wrong and had helped him out of many scrapes in the past. Not wanting to show apprehension, he continued walking. F...cusing on the shop windows, searching for anything out of the ordinary in the reflections, he quickens his pace and ducks into an alley.What am I doing? He asks himself. I do not have any enemies here.Standing up from behind the rotting dumpster, that he had crammed himself behind, he rubs him-self down and starts to walk back into the street. He. Carefully she slipped out of bed and stole the keys from his pants pocket. As a final gesture of affection, which she knew wasn't love in the true sense, she bent over him and kissed his lips. Then, not bothering to dress, she tiptoed from the room.The hall was deserted. No voices could be heard coming from any of the rooms. Paula crept just the same, making her way cautiously to the room in which her mother was locked. She found the right key and opened the door, then stepped inside and closed. I’m always horny in the morning.”The sound guy and the camera guy both grinned at me.I gave them a naughty smile and groaned, “Pervs.”“Becky, could you join me in the living room,” Shanelle called. “Got something to show you. Want to know your opinion.”I sighed. That meant Shanelle was trying to create some sort of drama. But if it showed Essence eating my marked salad, well, I would kick that skank prima donna’s ass so hard she would still have my footprint stamped into her butt next year.I. Her stomach groaned and rumbled some more, and Mary rubbed it more. She put her hand in her pants to feel her increasing wetness (no easy feat! considering how tight the jeans were now!).Her tummy was so swollen and rumbling horribly, she gasped, and had to lean to her side to relieve some of the pressure."Ppphuurt!" went her ass, followed by Mary gasping "Aaahhhhh!" in relief. It felt soooo good to get that gas out! She sighed and smiled, in her happy place.Mary sat up and resumed watching TV..