"And now gentlemen you must excuse me," Palmerston stood in preparation for departing. "I must explain to my beloved why I have invited our houseguest... into her private chamber." He gave us a wry smile. "Wish me luck."Luck indeed! My own pulse was racing with the possibilities of what I had just suggested. A dispassionate doctor I may be; but Sherlock Holmes excepted, no man could gaze upon the perfection of Lady Palmerston's beauty and remain unmoved. And now I should sit in a darkened room. .mike i cant this is too much''''you park right now and bend over or you go home and i nevewr want to ear from you again''''but Mike....''i was looking at him unpack the pink vibrator with the ''remote control by phone'' print on the package falling down , daddy getting lube outi was shaking on the side of a road ass up panty on the side Mike lubing me telling me to ge a good girl and get my new toy in place , i try to make no noise not react but i was open so wet and gentle i moaned it going. Sorry."They giggled at Sonja's mistake and it was amazing to see the girl blush. She seemed so perfect, I just didn't think she'd even know how to be embarrassed."It's okay," I shrugged and I'd started feeling better anyway.Lunchtime was almost over and I dreaded going to my afternoon classes. Roger sat next to me in all of them, except gym class, but we didn't do a lot of sitting in that one anyway. I really wasn't ready for the anger and resentment I knew was coming, just like I wasn't ready. Still the same round, white metal table on thesidewalk. The too-sweet coffee. A curlicue of iron against my spine.Palm trees. Peace.But the news we read this morning is from that strangest place of all.Ourselves.We sip and read in silence. And when the time is right, when the coffeehas been savored and only the dregs remain, when the news is understoodor, rather, when we feel it is, he smiles."I had a thought," he says. "A nice day, I thought, maybe, a drive outin the countryside. A walk,.