She may be have been forward, but there were certain boundaries that she would not overstep. XXX Kitty glanced at the clock; it was still only 12.15pm. ‘Just go with the usual bad traffic excuse.’
She got to Spencer Street at 1.35pm, parked in front of one of the disused offices and jumped out of the jeep. Looking up again she said, briskly,
‘Thanks, but as I said there’s no S.S.C. Katherine had been hoping for a late, lazy, expensive lunch followed by some amazing afternoon sex, but
Spencer Street offered no such facilities. Kitty washed her hair and body, shaved her armpits, legs and crotch, taking extra care to remove every hair
from her plump labia and around her anus , then stepped out and dried her body before she applied lashings of her
