"Did you just say, nice thought mum?"Looking at him from under lowered eyelids, the randy woman took a long slow lick of her ice cream, it was melting...under the hot afternoon sun and beginning to drip down over her breasts and stomach."Yes I did why?" But I was referring to wet pussies mum"He leaned closer and whispered."You know, like yours, all wet and juicy" I haven't got a pussy Steven, it's a cunt, a horny, wet and very, very juicy little cunt"Some of the melted ice-cream had trickled down. He said, ‘You will drink.’ With those simple words he sealed my fate. He held my nose and when I opened my mouth he said, ‘Drink or drown your choice.’ I drank. My bladder was on fire I knew that I could not hold out much longer. He came back with another large glass of water, ‘Drink.’ I drank. I begged him to not make me humiliate myself further. He did. He rubbed my swollen bladder and pushed a little too hard. ‘Soon Suzie, soon.’ I had quite a crowd around me, watching for my ultimate. The house had the feel of a place not really lived in. If it was not for his jacket and some other clothes hanging on the back of a chair you could have mistaken it for one of those fancy show houses developers furnish to entice buyers to part with their cash. Only the wooden, slightly traditional kitchen had any kind of a homely feel. I guessed it was probably installed by the previous owner, and by the look of it, he didn’t use it much. Its little touches of homeliness drew me to it and I sat. ” Soon, it seemed that all the discord had miraculously disappeared. When we got up to leave, Gus took Bernice aside and they whispered together for a few minutes. They then kissed. “Looks like everything’s OK again,” I said. Yeah, right” was all that Deb had to say. * We arrived home on Sunday afternoon and unpacked. Debbie had been quiet for most of the ride home, lost in thought. I knew she had something on her mind and that I would soon hear about whatever it was. It didn't take long. .