When you’ve been with someone a long time words are not always necessary, so I knew he was up for it. I wasn’t in the mood myself as I was just la...ing there enjoying being relaxed, but I love Billy and so wanted to accommodate him, and I put my hand on his and gave him a squeeze. He knew then that it was OK and slowly moved his hand up my thigh under my nightie until his fingertips rested against my fuzz (if I hadn’t encouraged him it would either end up with me wanking him off, or him wanking. I don't really care if she catches me on the phone again, I just have a week to go before college, so what's she gonna do....fire me?" So she was a college girl! Anyways, as she chatted non-stop on her bluetooth, I stood behind her, sniffing her bum sweat scented stretch pants and rubbing my tiny wiener through my shorts. Like I said before all I could smell was ass sweat and just stood there staring at her ass and indulging in the nasty aroma that was seeping from her tights! I don't think. While guards hurried off to fetch the trio, I sat and sipped wine and thought about what I wanted to say to them. To my surprise the trio looked a sorry sight. I'd left them behind in Oak Hall when we'd sailed for Blue Harbour and they'd been kept in the dungeon for the whole time that I had been away. It had been only a couple of days but it hadn't done them any good. The trio were all pale in appearance and dirty looking and they all appeared to be tired. The fatigue in their features was. . I assume that I should let the concert organizer to cancel the ‘meet and greet’ with the patrons.”C: “Uh ... I completely forgot...” She reversed direction and went out the door without changing, with her ‘meet the public’ face on.Two hours later, they were on Interstate 90, headed for I-84 and Hartford, Connecticut, and Torrington beyond, just 190 km. and a few hours by car. Clara was sitting in the back seat – an indication that she didn’t want to talk. Georg set the CD player to some quiet.