I do for two reasons, The ice cools and dilutes the Scotch just a bit. The other popular way is with soda water but I don’t like the fizz.“Here’... to a very pretty lady who can really cook. Cheers.” We clinked glasses.I continued to sip as I finished my current chores for the evening meal. I was finished for about an hour. I said, “Jack, it needs to simmer for an hour. Let’s sit out back for a while.”“As long as I can look at you, it’s fine with me.”“You’re going to make me self-conscious. Come. She explained, "At this point, if he is watching then he's already seen everything I've got so it doesn't matter much now. Another week won't make a difference. Just please finish the bathroom next weekend."I was full of thoughts and questions. I was glad that she wasn't real freaked out. After all, it didn't seem like it was that big of a deal to her if it went on another week. I wondered whether he was really watching her and what he could see. She showered at night, almost always around. She wondered if this were the remains of a session he had indulged in and that his pee had cleared out, but what must the main load have been like? She pulled a face at the thought. “Disgusting boy!” And what could have prompted such an outburst in any case? Dot returned to the hallway and shouted up the stairs to Jonathan, “If you were going to use the toilet, please don’t, but instead come out here and I will explain what I would like you to do, Jonathan.” She went outside. Jonathan emerged. Umhhh..."The huge Klingon ignored her pleas, mindlessly chanting " JEGH. BE' " as he beat her into submission with his cock.Deanna could see no alternative to the surrender he demanded; she could hardly breath with the pounding the Klingon was giving her. Her cunt was being stretched beyond anything she had ever experienced. The Klingon Leader's cock filled her, forcing the breath- almost the life- out of her. The feeling of his cock battering its way through her uterus seemed to Deanna's.