.Really quickly, and clearly knew her stuff. Although perhaps one ofthe flourishes was unnecessary. Did she really have to show me the twofleshy sph...roids that she had extracted from my scrotum and ask me ifI'd ever seen them before?Within fifteen minutes she was stitching me up and painting the woundwith antiseptic. "Try to keep your hands off it until the cuts havehealed. I'll stop by next week and take the stitches out. By theneverything will have healed up nicely."She turned towards. Nothing was too much trouble for the servers and Mica had already warned the kitchen to double the normal servings for this couple. More than one person in the dining room that was watching the couple wondered where Dusty put the food and how she hoped to keep her figure.One woman was more daring than the rest. Well, not really, she was just that full of herself that she couldn’t see what James saw in Dusty when he could have her. She wiggled her arse over to their table as they were finishing. I hitched my dress and sat down on steps under the flickering light of the flaming wall touch. Spreading my legs I touched myself. The fact someone had stolen my panties actually worked in my favour. I closed my eyes and rested my head against the damp stonewall. My first and third finger spread my outer lips, while my second finger rubbed against my doorbell. I was ringing it like a determined Jehovah’s witness. My breathing gathered pace and my free hand groped my left breast. In my thoughts. ”Cathy was no dummy. I could see the wheels turning in that lovely head. She’d processed this and seen the reality of her situation. She drooped a little in acceptance but then a thought bubbled up.“But if you just want to see me having sex, why even bring this up? You could have kept it to yourself and gone on filming ... from where, by the way? I guess from your new office? Anyway, what does this get you?”I told you she was sharp. And she was right, the super-safe play was just as she’d said:.