The way you say please makes me so unbelievable wet baby.”I don’t even care at this point that I’m just a writhing mess in my office chair. Her ...ords mixed with the fast pump of her fingers is making me lose all sense of propriety.“Harder. Please, Lauren. I’m so close.”“I love that dirty mouth. Tell me to fuck you harder again.”“Baby please. Fuck me, fuck me. Harder. Please!”At this point I’m all but yelling. In one swift move, she pulls me up from my chair and puts me against the desk, so my. You please me," she whispered.In another of her abrupt changes of mood, she turned away, towards thebed. "Maria, enough lazing about. Time to teach Dwoo to curtsey."While I was stammering a protest, Maria emerged from the four poster,completely naked."Yes, curtesy," Rosie stated flatly, brooking no argument. "You mustcurtesy on entering and leaving a room. And to each female in the room.Is that understood? I wish it. I command it."There followed a completely surreal half hour, Rosie and Molly. Melissa’s thoughts were interrupted by a loud knocking on the door. Bewildered, she looked through the keyhole to see a very attractive man dressed in a polo and khaki pants. She opened the door slightly, the chain still holding it mostly closed. “May I help you?” she asked through the crack in the door. “Hi, Melissa. My name is Dave. I own a few condos here, and I wanted to check on you. You’re my only tenant right now. Do you know how to secure the storm shutters?” “No. I didn’t know there. At home I stayed out of the way and my wife got her some things together for her shower. She even offered her a pair of her panties to wear but Julie said they would never fit her since she was larger. So my wife (Sherry) gave her one of my oversized football jersey to sleep in. Sherry did manage to go into the bathroom as Julie was just getting out of the shower, knowing the water had just shut off so she timed it perfectly and saw Julie in all her nude splendor. At first they were both.