Fifteen minutes later she heard the
front door opening and her mother
was entering. After a few
more minutes the girl came into the
kitchen, still clad in her uniform. She
was in year twelve. “Hey Kate,” she said. “Hey Lib,” replied Kate, “come and
have a look at this, I thought I’d
keep it for you,” “Well I’m a little old for that,” said
her mother as she saw the toy
plane. Kate explained that it had sweets in
it, and while she poured the ones in
the newspaper onto her hand, her
mother placed the aircraft in the
breast pocket of her school blouse.
More little specks fell into the bottom of the cotton pocket.
“What’re they?” asked Kate’s
mother, who had just entered the
room with a bit of shopping. “Tiny jellies, I think,” said Kate as she
held out her hand in offering, “Have
some,” The woman moistened her finger
with her tongue and planted it in
her mother’s palm. She raised it
back to her mouth and licked off
dozens of the tiny jelly-like specks came out. Fifteen minutes later she heard the
front door opening and her mother
was entering. After a few
more minutes the girl came into the
kitchen, still clad in her uniform. She
was in year twelve. “Hey Kate,” she said. “Hey Lib,” replied Kate, “come and
have a look at this, I thought I’d
keep it for you,” “Well I’m a little old for that,” said
her mother as she saw the toy
plane. Kate explained that it had sweets in
it, and while she poured the ones in
the newspaper onto her hand, her
mother placed the aircraft in the
breast pocket of her school blouse.
More little specks fell into the bottom of the cotton pocket.
“What’re they?” asked Kate’s
mother, who had just entered the
room with a bit of shopping. “Tiny jellies, I think,” said Kate as she
held out her hand in offering, “Have
some,” The woman moistened her finger
with her tongue and planted it in
her mother’s palm. She raised it
back to her mouth and licked off
dozens of the tiny jelly-like specks came out. This is the Remix. ///////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////Im fetish like you so dont criticise our stories but keep quit please.////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// Fifteen minutes later she heard the
front door opening and her mother
was entering. After a few
more minutes the girl came into the
kitchen, still clad in her uniform. She
was in year twelve. “Hey Kate,” she said. “Hey Lib,” replied Kate, “come and
have a look at this, I thought I’d
keep it for you,” “Well I’m a little old for that,” said
her mother as she saw the toy
plane. Kate explained that it had sweets in
it, and while she poured the ones in
the newspaper onto her hand, her
mother placed the aircraft in the
breast pocket of her school blouse.
More little specks fell into the bottom of the cotton pocket.
“What’re they?” asked Kate’s
mother, who had just entered the
room with a bit of shopping. “Tiny jellies, I think,” said Kate as she
held out her hand in offering, “Have
some,” The woman moistened her finger
with her tongue and planted it in
her mother’s palm. She raised it
back to her mouth and licked off
dozens of the tiny jelly-like specks came out.