She grabbed a big bag from the cleaners’ cupboard and got to work on the ground floor. At the first door she knocked on, a very middle class-looking...boy popped his head round the door, looked Tracy up and down, said, “Doesn’t need emptied,” and shut the door in her face. That just about summed up Tracy’s week. She went to some rooms where the occupant would sigh exasperatedly at her before retrieving their bin for her, or where the lazy shit would remain in bed and merely groan and point. Her. . now mags is a dirty slut but dry patches do happen on this particular occasion we were going on holidays with a male friend of ours in the middle of a dry patch (chill he is not involved in anything here) we were staying in apartments in portugal and we were at each others throats through the beginning of the holiday!! me being more and more frustrated felt the need to comment on everything didnt help things!!one of the nights we had it out decided enough was enough we should go on a break. "Jon, is anyone scheduled to come by today?" Christine heard a keyboard clicking."The charter school has a fund raising meeting scheduled with your Mom at 4:30p." She's going to have to cancel, she isn't feeling well. I'll call around and tell everyone, but if anyone shows can you send them home?" I'll need to hear that from your Mom." She's taking a nap right now," Christine replied. "Can I have her call you when she wakes up?" That would be fine." Thanks, Jon," Christine hung up and walked to. Too my dismay and chagrin, heslapped the compact mirror and gloss out of my hands. They flew tovarious scattered landing points in the living room The next thing Iknew, he manhandled me onto the floor, flopped me on my stomach, raisedmy dress, pulled my panties down, and shoved his penis into my anuswithout lube or protection and began to pound me like this was the lastchopper out of Saigon back in 1975. I was both surprised andoverwhelmed. My good side knew that I was being raped. My bad.