”I then asked, “What’s your name and how old are you?”She replied, “Tammy and I’m twenty-one…yesterday. It was my first legal drink.”I... laughed and said, “Not just one either.”I then said, “Your T-shirt is misspelled. It should be N-O-T instead of K-N-O-T.”Tammy said, “Spelling doesn’t change the fact that I give it away.”I asked, “Can I have some after breakfast? How do you like your eggs?”Tammy said, “Scrambled and you can have some or a lot. I have no place to be and I’m in no hurry to get. ‘Sorry to be such a party pooper,’ she apologized. ‘You’ve been great.’ And then I walked with her out onto the dock and helped to steady her as she stepped up onto the deck of her boat. ‘You know,’ I said, ‘you don’t have to be in such a hurry to leave. I make a really good pot of coffee, and if you’re nice to me I’ll fix cinnamon rolls for breakfast.’ ‘Cinnamon rolls?’ she said. ‘Hmmmm. Tempting. I’ll have to sleep on it.’ And then she gave me a little kiss on the cheek and disappeared down. Sally need to shit quite badly and as her flow of piss came to a stop she said “Hi Timmy – listen – drop your Jamma bottoms eh?”Timmy pulled the cord and his pyjama trousers slipped down to the floor exposing his already-half-stiff penis. Sally pushed and as she felt the first turd squeeze through her anus she saw Timmys cock getting harder. “ Come here Timmy darling – Sally needs your prick this morning” The boy stepped close to her still trying to watch her dung coming out. The second bit. I looked into the face of two very pissed off men. I ignored the bantering, it would only distract me. Although she must have been terrified, she summoned the courage to shove her heavy desk chair back, and went for her pencil, which she stabbed into my hand. I shrugged off the pain and kept my attention on her bodyguards. There were a lot more now, crowding into the bedroom and others gathered around the door. How the hell was I going to get her out of here? I expertly threw a punch into.