But she didn’t know what and she didn’t know how to fix it. “No!” said Erica. Laura stood there, staring at Erica angrily, until she heard Michael and Taylor leave, shutting the front door behind them. She wasn’t turned on by the urine – that was gross – but making Erica do something so humiliating was more than a little delicious. And SHE did it without dressing like a total slut. She felt a stab of jealousy. “No!” said Erica. Kiss me. “Erica, say hello to our friends. Laura broke off the kiss after a long minute, and noted happily that Erica had completely forgotten her protests about the clothes. She brought the food to Erica in bed, and watched as Erica ate the food and drank the juice. It covered Erica’s medium-sized tits, but it left the skin between them wholly exposed, and each movement threatened to pull it back from her breasts and bare them to the world.
