I’ll be fine in a minute or two and get up then. I’ll be fine in a minute or two and get up then. I use soap every time.” That had been drilled into Adeline’s routine. “Yes.” Pamela couldn’t not work after an expense like that! Looking up, “I hope the drawer didn’t pinch it.”
“You did just right, Honey. “You were not nice to Momma, but maybe she’ll forgive you.” Recognizing her mother’s presence, she placed the large insect in the drawer and quickly shut it. It needed to die. It landed with a bounce on her bed. Pamela bought a can of bug spray before returning home on the bus with her daughter. Maybe she was washing her genitals too often! Bug eyes stared less than a foot away from her face. Where are you? She pushed fingers deep into her slippery, pulsing cunt and mashed her wriggling thumb against her throbbing clit! “Don’t hurt yourself.” Pamela worried. “Get the spay can.”
Adeline looked. If anything the dream man had looked like a white Michael. It was longest from head to toe. “Sorry.” A hazard of night buses. It can’t live in our house.
