But when your fingers began to probe my pussy, I stood up. “Not before I’ve had my morning douche” I admonish and began to clear the table.A fe... minutes later after tidying the kitchen and starting the dishwasher, I headed for my bathroom. “The morning newspaper will be on the driveway if you’re interested” I call over my shoulder. Once in the bedroom, I slipped out of my skirt, panties and tee and adjusted the water temperature in the hand-held shower. I douched thoroughly, applied lotion. .. at first. But mostly it's miles and miles of the same thing ... with little wide spots in the road to catch your interest for a couple of seconds. I fully understand, "are we there yet?" I also understand, "we get there when we get there!"Imagine walking the 882 miles if you really want boring. Twenty miles and set up camp ... twenty miles and set up camp ... day after day after day. But you might find something ... driving? ... you look at the road.But it's 55 miles per until you come up. I’ve had a throbbing headache since the moment I woke up. This is obviously an unhealthy ailment. Without moving from the spot you’re in, I wish for you to instantly cure me of my headache.”Mike was quite pleased with himself. He had phrased things very carefully by not giving her the easy out: walking to the bathroom and getting the Tylenol for him. Now, she would have no choice but to admit that the jig was up, ending the prank. However, he suddenly felt a slight tingle in the back of. I told him Lauren and I had been talking and, “... she mentioned you and I was wondering how you were.”He replied saying he was surprised to see my message in his in-box but was glad to hear from me. He went on to say that he was fine and then asked about Lauren. He joked saying whatever Lauren had said about him to me, he hoped it was good!I replied she was also fine and she had mentioned that Xmas party and the drunken group carolling in our driveway. I told him that I did remember that night.