"Just do it, please, honey. Shut the bitch up! She doesn't believe us? Let her see and feel it for herself!" Lisa encouraged me."Yeah, pound that bitc...h!" Huong Tran from the Vietnamese noodle house spoke up."Give it to her good, boss!" Holly prodded me."Ride her, man! Tear off a piece of that ass!" Shelly joined in."Fuck her into next week!" Joanna added her support.With that, I angrily grabbed Monica by her slightly graying, page-boy haircut, yanked up her skirt (the board didn't approve of. But you can tell I'm less than enthusiastic about the response time.I didn't have much choice, though, practically or emotionally.The back door had a five lever mortice sash-lock, and there were only two keys that could fit, so I got in fairly quickly despite my shakes. Well, I was pretty pumped up with adrenalin ... I ran through the kitchen (which was in a fine old state) into the hall and upstairs. He hadn't bothered to shut the door to Rose-Marie's old bedroom and he was too focussed on. Her face was pink, eyes moist, smile across her face as if she was constantly laughing. Then I saw her dancing with David, and then a few dozens of the same. It was like a slideshow: his hands on her waist, her chin on his shoulder, her face tucked into his neck. David's hand slipped a bit down towards her ass. I could see how her breasts were squeezed against him, how her thighs and ass moved under the skirt with her every step. They continued to dance - I could see her from every angle. They. With an affirmative nod of his head, he knew that if all goes well he would be where he wanted to be within a couple of months.He watched as the sun danced on the last remaining puddles of the saturated ground and the blue tits and finches jump from branch to branch. The phone ringing broke the peacefulness of an almost perfect day."Hey Hey my brother from another mother" You sound chirpy Saim" Yep, I am now a proud owner of a shiny new CVIT badge" Excellent, that was quick" Yep, finished both.