." I see you are confused...Why don't you put the cover on the parrot cagetonight and we will talk this over."I went down to put the cover on the cage... and the parrot said "PrettyPolly" as usual."Yeah, that's what I am wearing I said bowing to parrot and opening mypalms so as to show off my legs."Why was I doing this? This is the sort of thing you saw some bimbo doingon the television. Was it worse than I thought? Was I a bimbo trapped ina man's body?Anyway I then went upstairs and Carol. She had no pillow this time, and in her efforts to control the volume, her cries came out as hair-raising sounds of agony. Any torture master from the Crusades would have been proud to wrench those sounds from a victim. Afraid she was dying, Jack stopped and lifted his head."Don't stop!" she gasped. "If you stop I shall surely die!"It was then he remembered Her Ladyship's counsel ... and he bared his teeth, and closed them gently over the thing that had somehow grown from her skin. Now it was. Jill softly stroked her clit while she thought about yesterday. She had gone to her best friend Mary's house to have her first sexual experience with a boy. She had used her hand on Mary's brother Roger's penis to an orgasm while the head of his cock was in Mary's mouth. Jill slipped her finger into her wet pussy wishing that she had had the opportunity to taste Roger's cock also.Her bedroom door was locked because her brother Dale had a habit of entering without knocking trying to catch Jill. And his pants, they fit him like they were made for him. No belt needed, they just stay there on his hips effortlessly."You need my keys?" he asks."Yeah," I respond, a bit breathy. I cough, trying to cover, "I ... I need to tow it now. I thought I'd bring her in now, get your new tires on, then drive her back to you this evening. If you don't mind giving me a ride back later?"He shakes his head, bending over to pick up a t-shirt from his bag, "No, that's fine."I watch, riveted as he pulls on.