On the carbide to Arnold's (my no tell motel) she ran her long fingernails slowly up my leg, with the most tingly touch which immediately transferred ...ensations to my ever growing and hardening member. Our exchange of kisses and touches must have annoyed the taxi driver, he kept glancing into the backseat whenever we smooched. 'Eat your heart out you bigoted blowhard, I thought to myself, and went back to kneading those magnificent orbs of flesh on her chest, and burying my face in that. "What was that for?" I asked."A powerful depilatory. Once a week, and we don't have to shave you." Okay," I said, I guess that not a bad idea for a toilet slave, "but what's the thing on my finger for?"Erica raised the lid and said, "That's an oxygen sensor." What's it for?" They usually hook them to people during surgery. Our last toilet slave died of suffocation. So we got it from a surgical supply place."Whoa! "What happened? How did your last toilet slave die?" I'm not sure. You'd have to. More

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