Escape from BuggeryChapter 11
Tracey and Buttercup hurriedly jumped up: Tracey pulling on her blouse and checking that she still had her bag with her precious passport inside. One thing was sure, a noise like that did not bode well. Buttercup gathered herself together more quickly than her lover, but nothing could disguise the look of real alarm on her face. "What the fuck do we do?" asked Tracey. "And where's Sharon?" "It's best not to worry about her," Buttercup replied, wiping traces of Sharon's vaginal...