When you open the bottle the pressure is released and the gas bubbles leave the soda. If you shake up the bottle first, the soda gets pushed out by th...e bubbles of gas as they rush out.Everybody has done it. The soda bounces around in the back of the pickup and there's always an idiot who just has to have one NOW. It's best if you're at the lake or have access to an immediate shower or a garden hose; otherwise ... it's a sticky day. Somebody is always going to pop a top. Count on it.A string or. Varsha kept smiling, well aware of my intentions, reciprocating by rubbing her buttocks across the front of my trousers, looking into my eyes and silently talking with her eyes.Meanwhile, as the omelet was ready I lifted her with my hands around her waist and made her sit on the kitchen platform. I fed her with my fingers and as she ate slowly, shyly she asked me to eat too. Quickly we finished the omelets, eager to go to the next stage. Now here eyes were level with mine as I took her face in. Mom and daughter were blonde and very nicely put together.It’d been about a month since the move-in when there was a knock at his door and the neighbor woman introduced herself as Alicia. “The people we bought this from said that they invited you to swim in their pool in hot weather like this. Why don’t you come over after supper when the sun isn’t so intense and enjoy the water.”“I’ll bring some snacks,” volunteered Mel. She nodded and grinned and he watched her barely covered butt wiggle as. “Yes Brandy, you have. You know how wrong what you’ve been doing is. If your sisters or mother ever found out you tried to get me…uhm…aroused, they’d kill us both. That doesn’t even count your dad. You know how mad he’d be, you know he’d kill me without hesitating.” “I know G-pa; I know it’s wrong to even think of things like this. I’m just; uh, feeling like it’s time to let you know how I feel about you.” Her hands went to my waist as she stepped closer, her face turned up to meet my gaze as.