’Ian Sinclair’s Statement.‘At the party I pulled Lucy Simpson, not the cartoon, a real one. We danced quite a bit. Dannie was wild as usual, the...re was this lad from the North office pushing drinks down her, lots of suggestive remarks. She can dance though, that girl.’John: Lucy?‘No Dannie. Anyway Lucy and me, we got hot and went outside to cool down. We were out there when Gina Valilee came out and told Lucy that Dannie had flipped and started undressing on the dance floor. She said you had. You stay in pune ?R : no. I stay in mumbai with my husband who runs a business for exclusive ladies undergarments and is busy with model photoshoots so could not come here.Me : hmmmmR: yes. You want to buy for some one?Me : no, just asking for general knowledge.R : I will show you pics of the model photo shoot.Fuck man, the pics were too hot, the lingerie was fucking hot.R: how is it?Me: nice.R : I am asking about the products and not the models..Hehehe.Me: the products are good, and the models. ” The cry broke through the still air as the orgasm shattered her senses. Broken expressions of her heightened state racked the night air, bouncing off the walls as the waves of intensity broke over her. Her hips convulsed, forcing her fingers deeper. Pulsating, orgasmic contractions squeezed against her fingers as they plunged her depths, her nerve endings heightened to the touch. She held her fingers deep inside, gently rocking them from side to side as their shape moved against her velvety. "Julie looked so sad."But," I said, "there are things we can do to make life better for our friends. It might never be a fair world, but that doesn't mean we have to be miserable in it!"We were interrupted by a knock on the door.Father Ed had decided to stop by for tea.For the next two hours the five of us sat drinking tea, and cracking up over Father Ed's jokes. The old priest knew a bunch of them too. Just slightly off color, swearing he had learned them from the nuns!As it was getting close.