"Okay. You are holding a small bottle of orange juice that has a fairly large opening at the top. If you drank the orange juice, you could use the bot...le to pee in, and I don't think you would get it all over." I looked at her as she looked at the bottle in her hand. "There is no way I can drink this right now, I would piss before I finished the bottle," she said while looking defeated. "If you don't mind I can drink it for you to help you out?" A large smile broke across my face as I said this. Tea was cold as always. Elsie was bloody miserable as always.“For half a bloody crown I’d send the lot of thee to workhouse,” I joked to lighten mood.“For half a crown I’d bloody go,” Elsie said moodily.“Mam our Dad offered five bob for me honour,” Lucy blurted out as she washed the coal dust off her while stripped to the waist by kitchen sink.“Some bloody hopes it must be long gone,” Elsie snapped.“No, no bugger’s had me our mam, ent no one as I fancy,” Lucy said, “Except Daddy.” “Now hang on. As she walked through the Harvard bookstore in her freshman year, her nipples were still sensitive as a result of the attention she had given them in moments of self gratification the night before. She desperately wanted to tear off her blouse and pull on her nipples right then and there. Her cunt was dripped just from the thought. It was there, in the book store, where she met him. She was instantly attracted to him. He was hot! He had a rugged handsomeness about him that made her wet, and. With the flutter came a small moan into his kisses, of which he took the sign to start on my neck. He worked his way past my chin, towards my collar bone, using his lips and tongue to excite me more, not that I needed it, I was more than ready for him, I wanted him bad! More than ever! As I opened my eyes I caught the taxi driver’s eyes in the rear-view mirror, looking straight at me. I felt scared at the thought that someone was watching my boyfriend do this to me. But the scare turned to.