Every cliche that ran across my mind rang loud and clear. ‘This is where the rubber meets the road’. ‘Put up or shut up’. ‘Shit or get off t...e pot’. ‘Time to put your money where your mouth is’. However I had to also remind myself that ‘the ball was in her court’. Even with our conversation and innuendos I still had to wonder what the reality of the situation may bring. On the one hand it could go favorable ‘and they all lived happily ever after’. But on the other hand there was the ‘loose. Are you claiming you don’t remember why the timer was up there? Because an Alzheimer patient wouldn’t have remembered where it was.”“Well, dear, Jeanette was afraid that Cat might not wake up in time to get to the bathroom. So, as the responsible adult, it was my job to wake her. Actually, I don’t sleep through the night either. My bladder wakes me, but I might keep the four-hour schedule. It’s somewhat more convenient. Sorry about that, dear, if it makes it harder for Cat to wake up when she. ”Tina looked horrified and saw the young lady, who was obviously the barmaid, point to her glass of gin and tonic. She was in a bikini and only looked about eighteen-years-old, Tina thought, but had a very officious voice. Her badge gave her name as Boonsri, which Tina thought was a lovely name and she was certainly a beautiful young lady.Cindy demanded to know, “What do you mean? Did she steal that drink?”Boonsri looked at Cindy and back at Tina and was unsure who to direct her comments. He groaned loudly, and Charlotte pressed her lips against his again, as if to swallow the sound. She slipped the vibrator in and out, in time to his thrusting, and reached her other hand back underneath Alicia to her clit. She began to rub vigourously, and Alicia lifted her head from the pillow as her breath became faster and faster. She pushed back harder against John and gripped him with her pussy."Oh, God!" he cried out, "Your little cunt is so fucking tight!"Charlotte's arm moved even.