Beryl bolted upright. ‘C’mon, baby,’ Cuniff cooed. ‘Let me be your 60 Minute Man.’ The refrain from an old entendre-laden tune forced her t... stifle a snigger. One big snigger. While her upper torso remained straight, Cuniff’s below-the-belt fingering made her wriggle. ‘Aye!’ he said. ‘There’s the rub!’ A brittle trill running through her voice, Beryl said, ‘Fuck, Sid, I’m gonna –‘ ‘ — Scream!?’ Cuniff answered. Her inner impropriety alarm must’ve rung because as much as she obviously enjoyed. ." "Then, tell me what it is like?" his dad said, crossing his arms. "Well, there was sort of this, accident..." "My poor baby!" "It was Maynard! But this, uh, this person-" "Good save," the girl said, coming over, now. "Pickle?" "Maynn-" "Your name is, Mane?" Dobie's mom asked. "No, Mrs. G." "Never mind that! Just tell me; was Krebs hurt?" Mr. G. asked, ready to smile. "Well..." Dobie said, looking at the girl. "Nothing's physically wrong; I don't think." "It's Mental?! How could you tell with. I've told you before about flashing your pussy at my friends. I think you'd better come over here and sort it out for him, don't you?” Hazel put on a well practised, fake sheepish look and stood up. Chris looked so shocked, I thought he was going to get up and make a run for it but when Hazel sat on the couch beside him and put her on his now obvious erection he stopped. “She's a real tease Chris,” I said, “she loves flashing her pussy at people and I think she needs teaching a lesson. “Right. ”“So tell her that, and let’s start with something easy.” Treya pointed to herself, then her friends. “Treya, Bobo, Shavala.” She repeated the gesture. “Treya, Bobo, Shavala.”The girl glowered at her, but then pointed at herself and spoke a rush of sounds.“Aridna?” Treya attempted.The girl shook her head and repeated her name, this time more slowly.“Ariadne?” Treya asked. The girl nodded. “Ariadne, we don’t mean you any harm.”Ariadne looked to Bobo, who attempted to translate. She shook her.