She hugged me and held me to her, and she reassured me of what she’d said on Monday night. That she’d never put Francis above me, being honest eno...ugh to add that she’d also not put me above him.Hearing these words, I knew that both Sue and my lives were entering a new phase that day, Wednesday 26th September 2018. Sue would, for all intents and purposes, have two husbands in her life, whom she promised to have and to hold equally. And me, I was entering a phase where I could no longer rely on. With no warning whatsoever, I plunged the hose nozzle directly into the holethat led to her bowels. She grunted at the intrusion but, again, her trainingrestrained her from displaying any pain or resistance. I opened the valve atthe bottom of the bucket and nozzle on the spigot and watched as the bubblycola flowed into her guts. She felt the pain immediately as the fizzy stuffhit her tender linings. But, she hung in there. I had stepped aside so I could watch her complete profile. As the. The thought of her delicate little fingers wrapped around his throbbing shaft was enough to set his feet in the direction of the Anderson's house almost immediately.The Andersons were a nice couple but the husband was a bit of a drinker and there was no getting around that fact because he was often in his cups at parties and special events. The wife was part gypsy or at least that is what the rumor was because she had long silky black hair that came almost down to the crack of her ass.They had. Getting caught playing with her genitals would have seen her put on a diet of bread and water for a month. But she had to try and find it. She couldn't understand why hers was tucked so out of sight, while Hazel's could be seen practically any time she was knickerless.Could it explain why Hazel liked boys? And why boys liked Hazel? The girl was a boy magnet. Not just any old boy. Boys with cars, too!Mary, on the other hand, was a wall-flower. The few times they were allowed to go to dances, no.