“You wrote it. You tell them then, Mandy,” My mom said with a big smirk.“It says Fart Face, Ma’am,” Mandy smiled when she said it and the Do...aldson’s laughed and even Buddy and Lewis did too. They began chanting “Fart Face,” “Fart Face” over and over.I couldn’t prevent myself from turning beet red. I can honestly say that it was a combination of equal parts rage and humiliation.“I like that name. I think I will call you Fart Face for the summer, would you like that Fart Face?” My mom asked. She. Leaning forward he placed it under my left nostril andsqueezed my right one closed."Breath in deep pretty girl, this will help you focus."I knew the smell of poppers from experience of parties where we had usedit when on ecstasy, my head exploded, and my limps when limp. With theeffects of the earlier weed combined with this my defences both mentallyand physically where none existent and this bastard knew it. I meeklyfollowed his instructions delivered in calm though somewhat cold voice."Kiss. Of course I was tremendously excited at getting her number and going round because there was also that slim chance that it may lead to more. I’d then said: “See you later.” and we’d gone our separate ways, she up town and me into the café. I’d then walked up to the counter to place my order and was served by Joan. Joan was middle-aged with short brown hair, a roundish face and was wearing black framed glasses. Joan had a cockney accent and was one of them what-you-see-is-what-you-get types. I. It gave a real boost to Tom and Sue’s sex life.Taking and posting pictures of Sue combined very conveniently with there other hobby of country walks and exploring noted places of interest. Whenever they visited a country park, an ancient monument or the seaside Tom would have his camera on hand. Almost always as well as photographing the views, Tom would take some pictures of his wife exposing herself. The thought of being caught in the act only added to their enjoyment.Sue leaned over the.