At that point I couldn't tell if Jim was still in the shower, or if Marla was still using the hair dryer. I slowed down a little, pumping her pussy sl...wer and leaned over as far as I could and looked down the hallway to the left, and then looked down the other hallway to the right. I didn't see Jim or Marla. If they came out we would be dead, caught red handed. Then I thought, fuck it, I was close and needed to blow my load all up in Carol's wet, tight pussy. I started pumping her pussy faster. Ohgod, how I wish I could just walk away, how could I carry this off infront of her friends? I looked at Helen, she looked back to me glaring.I noticed that her fingers were idly playing with a chain around herneck and I could just about make out that on the end of the chain were 3small keys.Slowly, my legs shaking like jelly, I made my way over to the table andset the tray down. I smiled politely and was about to walk away whenHelen looked directly at me."Could you pour for us please?" she. ‘Please wear something from this century.’ ‘Aw, I had the perfect Flapper costume in mind, too.’ Walking away, she said, ‘But okay. I will dress appropriately.’ My first thought was the Flapper age was over by the time my Ford was off the assembly line. My second thought was, ‘I don’t care. I want to see her wearing that.’ This cosplay thing is addictive. After changing into shorts and a tee, I backed the Ford Fordor Deluxe out of the garage, removed the bullet-hole stickers, and my magnetic. "Your Grace... , Your Grace it's time to get up," James, Lord Beadle's manservant announced pushing a covered tray into the Lord's bedchambers. "I have breakfast here for you." What, what, oh very well," Lord Colin answered groggily. "Thank you James. Any news of the morning?" Lord Colin was concerned over the fiasco at the Temple of the Hand last night."Nothing new, Your Grace," James replied. "We know he is in the city, after what happened last night, but where he is right now is anyone's.