Once she was done she looked right at me and said “what do you have to drink around here thats really good” and then licked her lips slightly. Her...Mom answered her and as she pretended to listen to her drink choices I reached up in the cabinet and grabbed a regular water glass and then a shot glass and kept it in my palm. While her mom poured her a drink I flashed my palm to her and she smiled. I excused myself and went into the bathroom. She had left her bra hanging on a hook over her clothes. M unke baal pakad kr.Pura lund ander de dia.Unhone daanth se lund par kaat lia. Fir mera jhadne wala tha toh mene bina btaye hi unke muh me jhaad dia. Aur vo pi gai mera sara maal.Fir mera pura lund apne lips se saaf kar dia ek ek booond pi gai.Fir mene unko khada kia.Aur utha kar bathroom me le gya.Waha unhe niche biatha kar. Unke upar pishab kar dia. Unke boobs par pishab kr dia.Aur boobs bilkul geele laal.Ho gaye.Fir mene unhe uthya apni baho me bhar kr bed room me le gya waha. Unhe ped pr. She could feel Susanlooking at her, so she played it out, running her fingernails up anddown her thighs a few times. She knew she had nice legs. Susan broughther gin and tonic and Aran's red wine over to the sofa. When she satdown, she opened a box on the glass coffee table. She took out a bagand a razor, and began cutting lines of cocaine on the table top."Ladies first." Aran bit her lip and picked up the stainless steeltube from the box. She didn't normally do coke, but she was so. So are a few of the other nurses. She’s a lovely girl, but she’s being bashed about by her boyfriend, if that’s what you’d call him. Comes in with black eyes covered up with makeup, bruises on her arms, I’m afraid she’ll be badly injured. She’s not well off, and I don’t think she’s got anywhere else to go. I’d take her in, but we’ve not enough room in our small flat.”“How old?”“Twenty? Twenty One? Something like that. Shame, she’s really nice. Works hard. She can’t hide some of the bruises,.