The next thing Jacqui could remember was waking up in a strange apartment with a very bad headache and a sore arse."Oh dear. A little the worse for we...r are we?" asked Queenie who was, in Jacqui's opinion, disgustingly bright and cheerful."What I'll do is this," announced Queenie, "I'll tell them at work that you don't feel well and won't be in today. You just turn over and sleep it off."Jacqui gratefully subsided into a stupor and didn't move until mid-afternoon when Queenie came in from. I imagined her nipples pressing against me and felt the heat expand from my tummy downward. The moisture was starting to spread between my legs. It was almost impossible not to react, but I held on, uncertain what to do and not wanting to risk rejection. Lying on my left side with her arm loosely draped over me, her relaxed fingers touched my right breast. I could feel a fingertip against a nipple now fully erect with anticipation. Every in-breath intensified the contact and shot a bolt of. .” “Don’t honey me, you two timing piece of trash,” she spat at him, “now what shall we do with them, Donna, do you have any ideas!?!” “I”m kinda partial to your plan,” Donna answered with a giggle!!! “Oh that plan,” Peg replied, “you mean the one where we cut off his nuts and feed them to the dog!?!” “Exactly,” Peg exclaimed, “what do you think of that idea, missy, how would you like lover boy here. ’ ‘You are not half bad yourself.’ She replied. He wore a black and white tuxedo, a single red rose in his breast pocket was the only splash of color. His brown hair and warm chocolate eyes seemed to sparkle. ‘Come,’ He held out his hand for her. ‘I have a surprise for you. For us.’ Sara took his offered hand. Jack tucked her arm in his like an old fashioned movie picture, and led her through their living room and into the dining room. Sara gasped as they entered. The room was dark, lit only.