She had to look up just how to tie a hangman's noose. After all, it wasn't a knot taught in Girl Scouts.Now that she had the stage set, what was she g...ing to wear? The rules said "sexy but not blatant". She had studied some of the pictures already posted on the site and decided against nudity. Instead, she elected for a very, VERY short silver dress that buttoned up the side. It was sleeveless and had a low enough collar to avoid getting in the way of the rope around her neck.She shivered. The. I would have loved to spend the day in bed with her cuddling and not moving. But I had a plan and I intended on following it. So I poked her side, she squirmed and giggled but didn't move, so I did it again, once again same reaction, by now I was getting a little creative... so I moved up a little and placed my one hand on her shoulder, and in a heartbeat I pushed her so she was on her back and I moved on top of her leaning in kissing her passionately but because I was trying to get her out of. Then again, it had been a good five months since I’d had any kind of sexual contact with anyone at all and I was starting to feel the need for some intimacy.The hill from the station to the estate where our company was based seemed to have grown longer and steeper over the holidays. As I approached, I could see Stella’s car already parked outside, so I took a detour down a path that led around the back of the estate and slipped in though a side entrance. I knew I couldn’t avoid her forever, I. Beckey still used the house on occasions to wash her clothes and entertain the odd friend. This didn’t bother me in the slightest, because being on my own, for me, was like solitary confinement. Not sure why I did it, but before I threw it into the linen basket, I gave them a quick sniff. An unbelievable aroma, a concoction of Beckey’s pussy and sweet scented roses filled my nostrils, triggering my brain into overdrive. What surprised me more was the speed of my erection and not just any.