I knew they couldn't hold it forever, but I never expected them to enjoy it that much. I was almost jealous. Not wanting to miss out on a good opportu...ity, I took my clothes off and got myself into the action.***The next day, the three of us took a ride to the country. It was hot and humid, we were all sweating. Luckily we had packed a large cooler full of soda. We stayed out until it was dark and then headed back. On the way home, Betsy asked me to stop for a john. Every place we stopped was. “What are you doing? Go away. Are you crazy?”“You’re legal, ” he said, pulling her to him and kissing her mouth roughly as he pulled up the short and frilly nightgown she wore, the top of a set of what were called babydolls by some. “So you might as well be useful instead of just decorative.”‘Stop Jimmy, ” she pleaded after pushing him away and wiping her mouth.“Come on, sweetie, somebody’s got to be first. Might as well be me, right?” He rolled atop her and kneed her legs apart, smiling down. .."Miranda took a deep breath before turning the heavy key. Within the doors, the mechanism made awful grinding noises of protest, but after a moment they were followed by a loud, almost booming -clunk- as the lock settled into place."They're still beautiful," assured Misty as the courier put away the key before sliding her hand behind one of the intricate carvings and giving the door a sharp pull."I know," grunted Miranda as the door swung open with surprising ease, "And the hinges my dad made. I decided to try the largest sound. I took it slow, easing the bud into the opening, the penetration was impossible, I didn't think she could handle it. As a last effort, I twisted the sound to aid in the insertion, it finally popped through the orifice and I let her rest. I tried pushing it further inside and it did with medium effort. When it reached the end, I left it in and took out the next prop for the scene, which was a catheter kit with bag and a Foley catheter. I prepared a syringe.