#404251 - Good fucking god, tell me! Julia begged. Marge walked over around the back of desk and began rubbing Julia's shoulders while whispering softly, I think you need a break, your so tense! Julia closed her eyes for a moment and sighed, I don't know how that fool Roberts ever became and attorney, if I ever have the urge to get involved with him again just shoot me! Let's not think about him, Marge said soothingly, in fact, isn't about time you went potty? Ohhhhh, you're right, Julia replied while getting to her feet. Ohhhhh, yes, Julia said, so much better! As the last bit of pee dripped from Julia's labia, Marge took a piece of tissue paper and gently dabbed at the full lips until it was clean as a whistle.