The water envelopes me and this is my fifteen minutes of peace in my own home where I can escape. No kids. Nothing. Just me, for a precious stolen mom...nt. I look at my shower massager. Hmmm, thinking as I lean against the tiled wall lathering my body with the sponge in slow circular motions. My mind wanders thinking of Him and my eyes close as I picture so clearly the man touching me. The image of his arms pinning me against the wall, leaning over me with his low voice and hot breath whispering. , maar ik durf niet de straat op ..., als vrouw gekleed.'Maar Charles weerlegt mijn bezwaren. Hij smeedt het ijzer als het heet is en we brengen de rest van de dag door zoals zo veel jonge gelieven dat doen. We vrijen dat de stukken er van af vliegen.Tegen een uur of vijf zegt hij: 'kom, ga je omkleden. Ik heb om half zeven een tafel besproken in een restaurant.'Ik vlieg naar de slaapkamer, neem vlug een douche en maak me dan heel zorgvuldig op. Daarna kleed ik me aan in mijn nieuwe spulletjes.. "So the cute blond Pauline finally got herself knocked off, I said to myself. She is probably now thinking of putting the blame on me. She certainly hadn't mention this to me when I was fucking her last Saturday evening, and this was probably the reason that she was in such a hurry to have me inseminate her.After getting Sandra out of her trance - she believed that she had had a nap as she rested with her back resting against a tree - we slowly walked back home without my having fuck her or. Terrified of this house I scramble for the front door intent on getting out of here but when I reach the door and push down on the handle nothing happens, the door is locked, I flip the switch to unlock the door but the second that I take my hand off to open the door the lock flips again relocking the door. I try to unlock the door a couple more times to be met with the same results, I even keep my hand on the lock switch to force it to stay unlocked while I use my free hand to open the door.