She was concentrating on the liquid in the bottom of her glass and became aware that someone close to her was talking. She looked up to see an older m...n smiling at her. The man had said something that she hadn't heard; at least she didn't think she did."I'm sorry," Beth said, "I didn't hear what you said." It seems that there's a lunch-time rush today," the old man said softly, "There are no seats left. Would you mind terribly if I sat at your table? I'm only going to have a coffee. I've been. Butby the time the horses were round the first bend, Ragged Muffin wasalready lagging behind.On the second lap there had to be a hundred yards between Ragged Muffinand the rest of them.Ann just stared, his face colouring beetroot red as Mavis kept repeating,"You idiot Burt. You stupid bloody idiot!"4Burt enjoyed the delicacies on the menu in the most expensive restaurantin Brighton as Richard regaled her with humourous tales from his days asan army officer.The trifle they brought out for desert. She learned much about the skills of pleasuring during this period and was able to judge the ebb and flow of passion flowing through male cocks and female slits needing attention without ever viewing their facial expression or listening to their conversation.A very famous erotic dancer who was much in demand at parties and special events took notice of her and her eagerness to give pleasure to her many clients. Her name was Jezebel but she was not connected in any way to the Biblical Jezebel.. In the safety of the car I drove slowly to the spot I knew of all the while letting the coat fall open as I changed gear and feeling its smooth silky lining on my skin,. I parked the car by some trees and got out doing up the lower coat buttons as I did. My heart was pounding with excitement and already I could feel the cool air on the dampness between my legs. I climbed over the wooden fence and walked the few yards across the verge towards the road. I was still just under the overhanging.