..No lets go up I want to take them off. To be a bit diplomatic i agreed to go up ahead of Jill to shower and get ready which i did and about 20 minut...s later there was a slight knock on my door. Dressed only in a towel as I was instructed i opened the door to my Canadian lady once inside we instantly clamped onto each others lips my hands going from lifting her skirt up to undoing Jill's blouse while my towel was quickly cast aside revealing a very stiff throbbing cock which Jill slowly. “Is it Melissa? What’s happened? Is she alright?” His questions came flooding out, faster than I could track them.“Dave, can we sit down?” I asked, gesturing inside. He stepped back and let me in.“Sure, but where’s Melissa? Is she okay?”We sat down in his formal living room. From its pristine state, I was sure it got as little regular use as ours. I took a deep breath. “Dave, there’s no easy way to tell you this. Melissa is dead.”“What?” he fired back. “Don’t fuck around, Bill, this is. The dinner progressed smoothly. When they had finished their meal, Bob ordered dessert for the two youngsters and, for the three adults, three different liqueurs served in pony glasses: Crème de Menthe, Gran Marnier and Amaretto. When these arrived, Bob instructed that all three be served to Sandy. He asked her to taste each and decide which one she preferred. The tastes of these three were very distinctive. The three talked about the flavors as Sandy explored them. Sandy happily settled on the. It was dimly lit and candle light sparkled everywhere. ‘Mr. O’Connell, Miss Evens is here.’ Mallory looked down at the man who was eyeing her with confusion. ‘Umm no it’s not. I’m expecting someone blonde and a good bit taller than five feet.’ The man looked even better in person than he did on television or on the cover of a glossy magazine. He had broad shoulders and was tall, she’d read somewhere that he was just over 6’4′. His hair was strait and almost black, and his eyes were nearly the.