Win-win!Me: Hahaha!Rose: You know what? Since we’re all alone here.Me: Yes.She jumped on the library table and was kneeling on her all four. I could... see her boobs hanging down. Ah, that huge cleavage.Me: What are you doing?Rose: We could have some fun.Me: Are you trying to be sexy? Provocative?Rose: Is it working?Me: Sure!She’s so funny! Suddenly she slipped and fell down the table. Thankfully there’s a mat on the entire floorMe: Oh!Rose: Ah!Me: Are you ok? Did you hurt yourself?Rose: I’m. ”We can’t argue with a word she says. It’s the basis of our whole show!“And are you the right lady?” Asks Dennis.April looks at him like he’s an idiot. “Oh good Lord, no ... I’iiiim just a lady who wants to experience the act, so that I can appreeeciate the aaart from a newwww perspective.”Our host looks genuinely confused, this is high concept for a boy from the East End. “So this is about the art rather than the sex?”“My dear boy...” April’s tone is becoming super condescending. “ ... The sex. I mean, just yesterday this moronic kid had this thing from Osaka, wait what's the name, these octopus balls... " Takoyaki?" one of the Ninjas who was trying to strangle Frank from behind asked." Yes exactly," the train screamed out of its speakers. " Tako Yaki with this horrible sauce and he tripped and splashed the whole thing on my freshly cleaned floor. They tried to get rid of it, but this damn sauce sticks and I don´t even mention the mayonnaise!" Oh, this sucks," Frank said, grabbed the. Helen’s left hand held her friend’s nearest boob, pinching its swollen nipple between her thumb and forefinger; her right hand gripped her husband’s balls tightly; she had their attention. She knew her husband would agree to anything when he was this turned on, but her friend was strong-willed and didn’t like being told what to do. Nevertheless, she was not immune to the hormones racing through her or the power of the hypnotic trigger.Leila paused, more to engage her brain to realize she had.