“Tight and moist sounds like a lovely cream, “she says while smiling, “Since my skin is both maybe Shane would like try some.”

“Gratitude but my skin is well, “she says bluntly.

“It does not appear so, “Tara says looking closely at her face, “It looks dry and cracked.”

“Shane please use as much as needed, “Carmen says handing her the jar, “It’s not only useful on the arms and face, I use it to lather legs, thighs, feet, and stomach. I’ve noticed greatest change on my stomach, “she says lifting her top exposing her stomach for both of them to see, “It is much smoother and softer than ever before, Shane you really should——-.”

“Uh, apologies for abrupt exist I have to relieve myself, “she says trying to conceal the flustered look upon her face. Tara no longer able to contain her laughter falls to the ground clutching her stomach.  

“Tara why the sudden jest? She left to relieve herself I don’t understand the purpose for such foolish laughter.”

“She had to relieve herself alright, “she says as she continued to laugh. Seeing Shane unravel was a welcoming sight but to see Carmen completely unaware made the entertainment before her unbearable. She couldn’t remember a time she laughed so hard, true it shouldn’t have come at the expense of her friends displeasure but she was thankful it did. While she continued to roll around the ground in laughter the doors of the whorehouse abruptly swing open. Immediately silencing her laughter both she and Carmen peaked over the bushes. There lying on the ground was LaMiya who like so many times before had been forcibly removed. Closing the down behind them with the exception of the noise going on inside the street she laid upon was deafly silent. Not moving she remained sprawled out on the round. Tara looking at Carmen read each other’s minds. Carefully emerging from the bushes they tiptoe near her. Once they stood over her the smell that poured from her body was reminiscent of pig shit. Knelling down Tara gets a closer view looks up towards Carmen.

“The Gods have bless us yet again, “she says picking up her arm then watching it flopped down to the ground, “It appears our dear friend has filled her belly with too much wine.”