I’ll be in my room,I’ll only wait thirty minutes.” I kissed her again, then broke the kiss and headed down the hall. I heard her gasp as she wal...ed into her room and saw the outfit lying on her bed. I got to my room quickly and flipped the camera on. She was holding the nightie in one hand and reading the note with the other. She then began to strip out of her work clothes; she went to the bathroom and sat on the toilet. After she finished, she stood up and turned on the shower. She then took. I wanted to taste it all! She wanted to give me all to taste! We kissed passionately and then the tension seemed to rise as our tongues grew impatient for each other and our hands seemed to move rapidly with a mind of their own. I was feeling her breasts, grabbing her ass, rubbing her pussy all at the same time while she was kissing me and caressing me all over too… I pushed her off me and dropped her effortlessly on the couch on her back. Then it was my turn to sink my head in between her. I covered my eyes, and then I opened them, slowly this time. After a couple of minutes, my eyes had finally adjusted, and I could tell from my surroundings that I was in a hospital. The pasty white ceilings, drab curtain over the window, and plastic curtain on the other side were pretty obvious."I'm really sorry, but I was only trying to help you. Are you feeling all right now?" Yeah, I think so." I said in a voice that didn't seem quite like my own. "What happened?" You were drowning. You. I wondered as to what to suggest to Weena for reading. Another contemporary Australian woman? I could try her on Janet Turner Hospital. Or Christina Stead. But maybe she'd read something older. There were lots of female authors in the late nineteenth and earlier twentieth centuries. I was trying to recall all the stuff I'd read a decade ago."Willy thinks a great idea. She wants to know whether we can visit tomorrow." After 10 days in the northwest, Willy had been sent to Fremantle for a week or.