. bland.’ She said. ‘We put a little extra of ourselves in.’She had a little eyedropper and held it above my glass.‘You want it too?’ She as...ked.‘What is it?’ I asked hesitantly.‘It’s … what’s it called again babe?’ She looked at her husband. ‘It doesn’t matter, it’s something my Nick took home from work, a little work bonus you could say, it’ll help you too loosen up and relax, that’s what holidays are for isn’t it, to loosen up and relax?’ Without waiting for a reply she squeezed a seep of. "What's wrong?" Ashley asked worriedly."The door won't move, it's like a solid wall." Did you try pulling?" she asked, and I'm pretty sure she wasn't makinga stupid joke.Shooting her a glace, I nodded my head at the solid pieces of steel. "Doyou see a door handle anywhere?" I can do it," Milton volunteered and lowered his head as though he wasgoing to try to ram it."No!" I yelled, jumping in front of the door."Milton stop!" Ashley cried, grabbing his hand and giving it a yank soshe would get. He had evidence of her fucking him and yet she’s giving all this drama. If she didn’t start cooperating he’d have no choice but to expose her for the whore she was. He looked at his watch once again. It was 7:40. Time’s up.Leisurely heading down the hallway toward the principal’s office he nearly tripped over the mop bucket from Rufus the janitor. He mumbled something to the old man about leaving his shit out and kicked it several feet away. One of the teachers intervened and said something to. I didn't want to interrupt the chemistry that was going between Mara and Omar; plus I wanted to take photographs of the occasion. I wanted to document the entire time we would be there. Mara and I both wanted to be able to look back later on and see the event in full color. So, it wasn't until later on, after Omar had left (a number of hours later), and as Mara slept (happily exhausted), that I 'relieved myself' (sexually). I put the camera down on the table beside the bed and went to the.