‘Aren’t you glad Roddy wasn’t here?’He answered by filling his mouth with her nipple.She put on a silk robe and gave him one i... whitetoweling. Go and shower in there, I’ll use this one.They showered quickly.‘And what will we do now? I think it’s time we fetchedLilly.’‘Lilly?’‘Fritz’s female counterpart. I hope we haven’t tired outpoor old Fritz. Lilly’s in heat at the moment.’ She rangthe bell and Charles. I could only sit there next to her and fume at her, to me, unfunny jokes. ‘Are they all yours?’ she asked when she stopped laughing. ‘Well I’m pretty sure they are,’ I replied. ‘Well the proof of the… the proof of the … the …pudding … is in …the eating!’ she burst out with and again went off into another bout of hysterics. I started to steam then. ‘Have you…have you ever had an electric pudding. That’s the ones that have currents running through them,’ and off she went again and that’s when. The men wolf-whistle to get her attention, but she ignores them and keeps her head down.A block away from her apartment building, Joyce hears a small cry of pain as she passes by a narrow alleyway. She pauses and looks down the passage, but is unable to make out a shape in the inky black shadows within. Joyce hesitates, not sure if she should call out or just keep moving.“Help! Help me!”She definitely heard it that time. A female voice was calling out for help from the darkness of the alley.. As Poppy sat n the harem-like lounge where the softer submissive females gathered, lusting eyes watched her feminine shape through a lattice-work dividing wall. Her soft shape was adorned with pink chiffon which barely hid the small white lacy bra and panties beneath it, a full veil of the same almost transparent material had been lifted above her head as a sweet ginger girl applied scarlet lipstick to her soft red lips. The ginger girl smiled gently.'There! You look irresistible; I'm sure.