“No,” Timothy answered.Errol now took on the role of teacher and explained about douching and etcetera. After guiding Timothy through the procedur..., Errol exited the bathroom so that Timothy could complete the task.When Timothy joined Errol in the bedroom, he was nervously excited.Still assuming the mantle of the instructor, Errol now explained that spit was the only lube he used.“Spit and your natural arse juices are far better than bought lubrication, which diminishes the sensation of anal. Another forty feet to go. I heard a car speed past. I hoped they hadn't noticed. My pussy was wetting the insides of my thighs. I had never done anything like this. One of the mowers spun around, driving straight at me. The driver, so far, hadn't noticed.My pace hadn't changed. I opened my purse about twenty-five feet from the car and dug for my keys. Still walking I realized that they weren't in my purse. Stopping dead in my tracks I turned and walked back to the house, my eyes cutting left. .." No. I'm sure my friends won't mind."She had no more excuses. With only minor hesitation, she rolled up her sleeve and prepared to shoot the drugs into her bloodstream."Ohhh ... fuck..." she said, as she felt the heroin begin to tease her brain. Tony wasn't kidding, this stuff was really potent. It hit her fast, and her head spun with chemical pleasure.Now for the other part of the exchange. Tony pulled her with him to the sofa. He sat back, and began to unbuckle his belt. He was definitely. Beckie took a long pull on her drink and then stared George right in theeyes. She asked with an impish grin, "So, how was your trip? Anythinginteresting happen?"Not waiting for an answer, she slid the tabloid newspaper that June hadleft over to him and opened it to the headlines. 'Mystery woman, knownas Ms. Crystal McKnockers walks away from 25 million dollars.' Georgefelt faint, thinking 'Oh my God my life is over.' Not knowing how righthe was."How are you feeling dear? You're looking a little.