I heard the whole thing, and again it was Cindi that started it. That made sense to me now. Amy got so mad she stomped out of the room, yelling, "Go t... hell, bitch!" and slammed the door. I thought Amy was going to die when she stomped into the living room and saw me sitting there looking at her.What you have to understand about Amy is that she's the original goody two shoes. Except with her, it's all genuine. Until that day I had never heard her say a bad word, even "damn" or "hell". I didn't. ”He wanted to last as long as he could, this felt better than when he had fucked any of the other women. He thought to himself that not only could he judge the women from the party on the quality of their breasts and pubic hair, but now on how they felt to be fucked.Nora was groaning louder and he knew he wasn’t going to be able to last much longer. He was disappointed that she didn’t use filthy language like the others.“I’m nearly there mum, can I come inside you?”“Oh yes Billy, I need to feel. The next day in the morning I went to her house and rang the bell, she opened the door and was shocked to see me, there in front of her; she asked me to come in and closed the door. She was looking very sexy in a silk nightie, it was like a short pants and shirt with a gown on top, she was having coffee when I went there and asked me if I wanted some, I told I don’t drink coffee, but in a low voice I said I want you, she was not sure what I said and asked again, I changed the subject to the day. "Needless to say, I was surprised at this display of normalcy from my hard-bitten commanding officer. She even came out dressed up for the occasion, a slinky gown slit high and strappy spike heel sandals. I was even more surprised when Ethyl pulled several bottles of Turingian Bordeaux from her personal stash for the meal I prepared. It was a dammed good soy stroganoff, if I do say so myself. As the night wore on and I saw Ethyl having a little too much to drink, I started to wonder if I might.