Callie ended the brief silence by asking: “Did you really tie that girl up?”“Yeah,” Paul nodded.“And she struggled and kicked as you tore of... her clothes?”“Not the first time, but after that ... yes.”Nadine made a soft sound and moved closer to him. Callie winked at him--twice actually to ensure he noticed.Paul winked back and let his hand brush Nadine’s bare leg, but rather than move it away she left it in place. Her other foot was pulled up beneath her, but this one was almost on his lap, and. ..that's her! Oh aye....that's the one ya holding some notes over?" "That's her...but I could return them now, and she'd still want me cock" See....there you go again! Ya going fucking soft!...... The man I know would never even consider that!.... 'Give them back'...no fucking way. Get a grip, Al. Ya losing it. I'm away oot.... Just you think what I'm saying! Toughen up Al Mcpeevie.....ya going saft. These Geordie slags are making my man into a pussycat. AND I DONT FUCKING LIKE IT!" "Right.. Deep red, almost maroon, it stood out starkly against the clear surface of the mirror. My mind quickly ran over the details of the night before. I had gone to a local bar, gotten drunk, and had taken a taxi home. By myself. No one lived with me, so where did this from? My head swiveled back and forth, trying to see if anything was out of place. Nothing. Everything was right where is should be. Except for the lipstick. Letting out a short breath, I studied the message written on my mirror,. Fuck, I’ve never done that before.”She fell into my arms and I held her close as she whimpered on my shoulder before lifting her head to kiss me hard on my lips. I felt so good and I couldn’t believe how the last two days had gone. My best friend and I had become lovers. The rest of our stay followed the same pattern.We would go out, sunbathe, eat, drink and then go back to the apartment and make love until the early hours. We did it everywhere and it took us nearly a whole day to put the.