There was a shy feeling on her face while I was loving her beauty. She said lets have dinner so we both went down hand in hand to the dining hall. We ...ad our bit of dinner and decided to go to the terrace for a small walk.We started walking on the terrace holding each others hand and every few minutes we kissed and each time it was better than the time before. I really liked kissing her as she was pulling me onto her and I was able to feel her backside.We kept walking for about 15 to 20. Is it my freckles? Maybe I just need to cover my face in makeup, but who has the time to do that every morning? Oh right, every other girl.I grabbed the bullet out of the shoebox, and knocked the box to the ground. I couldn’t take it anymore, I needed a release. I laid back and pressed it to my clit. My whole body felt like lightning when I turned it on. I never really put it inside me, I just couldn’t get it past my hymen. Not that it mattered, I was so pent up that breathing on my cliterous. The glass she had drunk from was gone. Everything looked undisturbed, as it was when she’d first entered. She grabbed the urn from behind the bar and tipped it to the side. It was empty. The urn felt normal, just like ceramic would, smooth and slightly cool. Maybe she had dreamt it. She put the urn back, again carefully lining it up in the dust again, and head back out of the room, grabbing one of the snooker balls from the table and rolling it into the bunched up balls at the far end, breaking. “This is ridiculous,” Christine said, her voice quivering. “We have good jobs, but until payday, we don’t have a chance at even a cheap apartment – if there is any such thing. Somehow, we’re going to have to exist until we can pay the first and last months’ rent up front, plus insurance and a security deposit, probably. We’re going to have to live in our car for the next month, at least, well, if the repo people don’t find it, that is. There just isn’t any other way of us standing a chance to.