" Nor should you be. Are you going to have to buy it?" You bet." Sally laughed genuinely. "You can't dye jeans." Sally, my dear, may I see your wardro...e?"Sally looked down."Please, Sally," she asked gently.Rather shamefacedly Sally showed her.Geraldine was momentarily overcome. This pretty, spirited, fun girl, clearly from a poor background, had nothing but necessities. There was not one item bar her concert dress that was remotely glamorous."Oh, my Nick," she thought. "You really have hit the. “Fucking hell, Kim, just fuck me already. Fuck my pussy with your fingers, please!” And Kim obliged, suddenly pushing two fingers between our sister’s bald outer lips and straight into her pussy, causing a hard groan from her. They slid in as deep as they could with little resistance and Kim left her two digits buried inside Amy for a moment, but I’d guess she was moving her fingers around just right based on the guttural sounds escaping Amy in that moment. “Like that, baby?” Kim asked, as she. They’d been able to weather the inevitable family storms by supporting and being there for each other.The problem was that they were from old, moneyed, religious families, and an unmarried daughter with a child was not something either of their daddies was willing to put up with. They were both being pressured to marry. The only reason they hadn’t been pushed to marry before the babies were born was that they were both visibly pregnant, and those kinds of wedding pictures in the society pages. She was no philosopher; she prided herself in being pragmatic — a levelheaded businesswoman. Straying girls should be robbed of their straying fields. Alicia should be taken away from the Club and put in Gina's gilded cage on her far away home islands. So Gina started to paint wonderful pictures of sandy beaches and lukewarm oceans. She talked of traveling to exotic places and staying in luxurious resorts; of parties with the rich and famous. She proposed skiing in the Alps and scuba diving in.