She lowered her petticoat. “Of course I will!” she said delightedly and she hugged me to her and kissed me, “Now take me to heaven again.”
I held her close, “Are you sure?” I asked. You jizz “You said bared and bared I shall be!” she insisted and she loosed the corsets and stood in just her underskirt. “Indeed, that is if you agree?” I suggested, “I believe the sum of ten thousand pounds was the forfeit?”
“Then so be it,” she declared. “So which shall you choose?” Lord H asked. “But think of my social station. “Ten shillings,” I offered, “Manchester road number 12.”
“Shall I go round over the cobbles sir, some gents like that.” he suggested. “You? I bedded Mrs Bridges not a week ago,” I railed.
