We sat on the beds beside each other and talked for a while, about this and that, then I asked her why she decided not to go. She went red and didn’... want to answer. Then she told me that she’s seen my diary which I’d packed at the bottom of my bag and read what I’d written about her. I have to admit I’d had a bit of a crush on her and had said so in my diary because I figured nobody would get to read it. I was almost mad at first but was kinda worried how she felt. `What were you doing going. ’ he trailed off as he noticed her raised eyebrow as she quietly listened to him, then concluded, ‘... God, I’m rambling here, aren’t I? Laying it on a bit thick?’‘Little bit,’ agreed Kimberly, but then she smiled, ‘although I guess a girl deserves bit of effort when she’s asked to drink piss...’Pete chuckled,‘Yeah... I must have missed the etiquette class on that one...’Taking a deep breath Kimberly nodded,‘Okay then... we can’t let a speech like that go to waste. I’ll drink your piss,. Michael's Italian was remarkably fluent. Gina and Cecilia had taught everyone pretty well - except me. I was the only laggard, but I was getting better quickly. Cecilia had put us all on a crash diet of Italian by banning any other language from the household for the entire month preceding our wedding! She had tried to insist that we have some lessons before bed each night. I had to admit that I did have some success in distracting her!Then there were the twins, Sofia and Simone. Why were they. Leaning in, Lockhart whispers “Dirty little girl… I caught you looking.” He swirls his fingers around inside my tight box, pushing his fingers in and out a few times before he pulls them out and slips them to the rim of my puckered asshole, and starts easing them into my untouched hole. “I was waiting for you to give me an opening.” he whispered again. I let out a small moan to show him my delight as pushed my asshole further onto his fingers. My asshole was virgin to anything but my own.