It had all started as a night down the local boozers and I had drunk too much, when one of my co-student girlfriends mentioned that some rich guy was ...hrowing a party, and was keen to know if I was coming.As it turned out he was wealthy, and his fun was picking-up younger girls for casual sex, more variety, and a broader spectrum of female perversions, you see, his theory was, every girl wanted to fuck when they went out, and every girl had her own way of doing it, so by picking girls at. "I guess that's what they do, huh?" I guess so, but that kind of leaves us here with nothing to do."I didn't want that to happen, not now that my panties were getting wet."We could maybe kiss while they have their fun," I heard come out of my mouth.He smiled and said, "Sure, that sounds like fun. I like kissing girls, especially when they're as pretty as you are, Nora." Gee, thanks, you're cute yourself," I said as his arms went around me and our lips came together.Our first kiss was nice, kind. Faurex wiped more sweat from his head. He sighed, “This damn heat ... it will be the death of me.”He stopped and looked at a bird that was perched on a branch. He did not recognize it at first, but he starred at it from a distance. It was a parrot of some kind that simply watched him in return and looked around.“Do you see anything up there?” Faurex asked the parrot. “I don’t suppose you happen to know when we are heading out again, do you?”The parrot took flight as its wings opened wide, and. Femcan Lana looked him in the eye ?But this is my favourite grinder? My grandma handed it down to me?. ? There stood what look like an old antique meat grinder. It stood out Because it was dull in appearance, unlike all the other fresh stainless steel equipment in the room. It had a hooper bucket at the top and a large wooden handle on the side, the handle was smooth and shiny from years of repeated use. Femcan Lana grasped the handle and proceeded to slowly turn it three complete revolutions?..