A few minutes later, after rinsing her champagne glass and refilling it with some of the contents from his glass, then shutting off the lights... Holm...s assumed his position in the bed next to her and with one last fingering of her pussy… he patted her on her pubic mound and told her good night… and he fell off to sleep almost as quickly as she seemed to… totally spent.Now... in the silence of the limo... J.W. Holmes made no apologies or statements about the night… as if it were a natural and. She also gave me a pair of saddle shoes for the schoolgirl costume, and said I could keep them, as they didn’t fit her very well. She gave me a pair of white knee socks to complete the outfit. I tried to take a nap, because I’d be at the bar until closing, but I couldn’t sleep. I had always been an exhibitionist, and in High School I had found plenty of opportunities to indulge myself at parties, but the prospect of stripping naked and exposing everything I had to the gaze of a barroom full of. As the two, grandfather, and granddaughter's lipstouched, Celeste was weirded with the strangest feelings as if she wasbeing wrenched apart while the room whirled and spun. It was but amoment that seemed to go on forever and then things steadied up. WhenCeleste's vision cleared she saw something that was impossible. She waskissing a woman who appeared to be Celeste Sidell, her own body!Appalled she looked down and she was old and wrinkled, and she was inthe body of her Grandfather, Brandon. Painfully wrong. He wanted that woman. He wanted his cock up her cunt and pounding away. Rejecting her took every ounce of willpower he had. He told the guys about the pact mostly so they'd make him live up to it. He had to live up to it. For Paula.The music was so loud that conversations were reduced to bare essentials. "Gee, Paula, this is a great bachelorette party" became "Party!" with a thumbs-up and a big smile.It was Bobbi Jo's idea to have the party at Ladies Only, the male strip club..