Enjoyed lunch at the Ritz with the girls. Met someone called Arthur. A shady character, if you ask me, although his outfit was very snazzy. He oozed c...arm and sophistication and asked me to dinner. I know I shouldn't but I agreed. Tomorrow evening. Dinner then a show. Could be fun.o0oI could not recall reading a letter from any Arthur. I peered into the chest to see if any letters had escaped my attention. "Thought not," I mumbled. My search had revealed nothing. Although I was alone, the smug. ”“Yes,” responded Hal, “I’m sorry, but you’ve probably noticed us appreciating your feminine charms quite a bit. I hope we’re not embarrassing you,” he said, with a cheeky grin.“Far from it,” giggled Melanie, “far from it. Ogle away boys. You’re doing a lot for my ego. Eamon hasn’t taken any notice of my body for some time. In fact, do you know what he did when he caught me sun bathing? He yelled at me to cover up.”“Where you topless?” asked Hal.Melanie simply grinned and both men were suddenly. He raised his eyebrows in an unspoken question.John nodded and then continued, “That’s right, I died. I can tell you from personal experience, that it’s not bad. In fact, it’s very pleasant.”The evidence of shock made his voice quaver, “Could you tell me more about it?”“No, I can’t. Words can’t convey what I felt. Can words adequately explain the horror you feel at what you have done? No, they can’t. Just know that death is the opposite of that kind of horror.”This answer was not what Fred had. She crossed her leg, but managed to do so in a way that I was looking right up her skirt. She wasn't wearing panties and I could see a tuft of red hair. As the plane rose in the air I got a better look. She was holding on to the shoulder straps, her eyes were closed and she had the back of her fingers on her nipples. Her upper teeth gently bit on her lower lip. After the sexual rush of dominating Sergei, this was too much. I took a napkin and blotted my wet pussy and leaned forward and with one.