I thought I would feel a little sore but there was no discomfort, despite that my little metal plug once again took its place in my hole, the cooling ...eight adding some comfort.I moisturised, toned and carried out all my well-practiced beauty regime, deciding one something more comfortable than sexy to wear, although it was still very silky and lacy which always felt sublime against my soft skin. Removing all the camera equipment and transferring all the files over to the computer I took a. After getting our boarding passes, I led her to the escalator up to the second floor, where we walked to our gate. Along the way we stopped at the only place in the airport open for food at that hour, a coffee and pastry stand, and got some Danishes.“You have to tell me where we’re going! I know we’re not going to New York!”“And how do you know that?” I asked.“No beaches,” she said primly.I just smiled. “And maybe I just lied to you. Maybe we’re going to the City and spending the week living on. He watched her holding the daisy filled basket and saw she was studying the card as she waited for the light to change. ********************************** She walked along the street oblivious to the beautiful day. She was grateful that she knew her route home so well. Her body was on automatic, as her mind raced. Someone had been sending her little gifts all week. She would read the notes and cards, and her heart would race. She had a feeling that it might be Jake. The one man that she had. This time her lips returned the kiss and as he opened his mouth and licked her lips they opened to accept his tongue. He probed her mouth gently and she responded equally gently, her tongue almost questioning what it should do.His hand left her hair and slowly moved down her back. She never flinched and he moved it to stroke her left buttock and then gently to knead it. She gasped but didn't pull away."Are you enjoying this, Sharon?" he asked her softly."Mmm!" So, are you going to do as I tell.