"I was trying to remember where I had seen you before" she smacked her head for not figuring out who I was sooner."I can't believe its you, but tell m...e are the rumors true." Well, which rumors are you talking about." I asked a bit uncomfortable.I reached into my pocket and took out a joint. The sight of d**gs made Miranda uneasy."Have you ever smoked pot?" hand stretched out offering the i*****l substance to the famous teen, she shook her.I lit up the joint and took a hit then continued with. Susan was very drunk and i soon had her blouse undone and her short skirt lifted up so as i and anybody else had free access to her cunt.the film soon ended and the house light were turned on and it was then that i noticed that all of the guys in the cinema were now all sitting very close to us. the next film came on and i started playing with her tits and at the same time sliding my fingers in and out of her now soaking wet cunt.by this time one of the guys had moved to the seat next to us and. She saw his eyes move down to her lips, she didn’t know what to do or say. Part of her wanted to tell him to stop, that he was her son’s friend and couldn’t do this. But the louder part of her wanted him so badly, the same part that always wanted him in a way since he was just a boy, the part of her that was begging to feel his large hands all over her body, to feel his lips on hers. She couldn’t muster any words as she stood there staring into his eyes, feeling his hands slowly work their way. Not that it was any of their business; it certainly didn't affect her ability to do her job.If she chose to act and dress her age and spend her evenings quietly, rather than as mutton dressed as lamb in some gaudy nightclub, surely that was her right? She knew the most beautiful thing about her was her name. Jane would have suited her features better. Somehow 'Plain Arabella' didn't work for the office bitches at all.She sighed again, getting up from the table, taking her cereal bowl and.