Then she eased from my lap, stood and dashed into the bathroom, throwing open the toilet lid and slamming the door in a single motion.I took the bag f...om the stand, carried it to the kitchen and began rinsing it thoroughly. "Ohhh!" I heard her groan from behind the bathroom door. "Ohhh! Oh, man ... oh, God ... mmmmph..."I rapped on the door. "How are you doing in there? Everything coming out okay?" Shut up!" she yelled and then grunted and groaned more.I made two quarts of a salt solution and. "I was late. I didn't get to the ironing and so I have my old uniform on. I…I borrowed mom's bra. And, lip-gloss."One hand comes up under her kilt and flips up the skirt, tucking it into the waist band and baring that juicy bottom- then it continues to the panties, grabbing them up and just yanking them up. They pull into the crack of her ass and into her little slit. She yowls loudly as they bite into her tender, little pinkness. He lands the first blow on the creamy pale skin- SMACK. The pain. "Damn," he growled in annoyance as wellas some embarrassment, "I can't believe I'm a purse snatcher..."Tom grimaced as he stared at the purse, feeling more embarrassed thananything else. He'd actually walked all the way home with purse slungover his shoulder. The guys at the store would never let him live thatdown if they found out."But who does it belong to?" Tom muttered.After a moment though, Tom quickly realized that there was a very simpleway to find out. All that he had to do was look. The building spoke of yesterday's prosperity, indeed, for many years, there was no bank-owed parking lot, although, Kent vaguely remembered, one was created maybe during the 1950s. Adjacent to the bank and the nearby funeral home, that lot could be used by persons coming to late afternoon or evening calling hours, in fact Kent remembered one time his parents had taken him to calling hours ... their car was one of many parking there that evening...On the main interior door of that very.
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