She gently felt one of its full softbreasts and pondered. She had played the old matron for over a centurynow and the thought of being young again had...crossed her mind. Thoughshe had to admit the thought of once again being pursued by young menmost bent on a single goal was bit daunting. Still, the thought of anoverdue romance sparked by the love she was about to create wasintriguing and some new adventure would do her well. Thus as Mirabeldressed her masterpiece for its new life, she resolved. Eric spoke up from behind her as she moved toward me. "Scott, so nice of you to join us," he said, his voice warm and casual. Paula surprised me by extending her arms and wrapping me in a warm embrace. I awkwardly dropped my bag and reciprocated, while Eric chuckled. "We should have warned you, we're huggers," Eric laughed. My mind was swimming with thoughts. I admired the softness of her skin, the faint lavender scent she wore, and the way her stray curls brushed against my cheek. It was a. She must be in her late thirties, her hair was pulled back into a Ponytail allowing me to drink in her beautiful facial features. I could tell by the way she listened attentively and laid her hand on the woman’s arm as they chatted that Gabrielle was smitten too. I also realized that I was in for more teasing from the naughty sideways glances and winks that she gave me.Gabrielle eventually picked out a black strap on, and Paige told her she had one just like it. I listened as Paige describe how. Moments later I rose from my seat and decided to return to the party next door. It was obvious they were having a good time. The music and occasional shouts and laughter could be heard through the old walls. As I arose from my seat and made my way to the doorway, I realized I was not alone. Standing in the doorway was a figure cast in shadow, lit only from behind. The backlighting sparkled in her diamond earrings which dangled seductively from her ears. A small amount of light reflected off a.