Pardon my accent.’ ‘No, you speak very good French!’ ‘Thanks a lot!’ And he meant it. The people here were much friendlier than he had been ...ed to believe. ‘Is it your first time in Switzerland?’ she asked as she poured his cider. ‘Yes, and I love it. Merry Christmas!’ She replied in kind and set the refill before him. ‘Okay, Paul admitted to himself as another swish of plaid skirts behind the counter piqued his attention once again, ‘perhaps I am a little bitter. But bitterness can be fun.. I noticed that he had a small overnight bag in his hand. “I brought along some nightwear and a change of clothing,” she explained. “You don’t mind do you?” I shook my head, “No, why shy should I?” “Where would you like Jim to put it?” I told him ‘upstairs’ and then the three of us went up to my bedroom. It was also an opportunity to show her around. She liked my bedroom. I told her that she could hang things up in the spare wardrobe if she wished and Jim opened up the bag for her. Mary laid. First, the shoes were kicked gently into the corner of the room and then the white stockings – so often unworn by her – were rolled alluringly down her thigh and then her legs to her ankles, presenting me with a fabulous glimpse of her breasts framed wonderfully in the black outfit.My cock stiffened: Alessia always did that to me, and she ran her hands through her shoulder-length hair as she placed her stockings on the old kitchen cabinets dumped in their store room. The faded light flickered:. When it stopped, she played it again. And again. And again. Finally, she swallowed hard and pressed ‘save’ once more as she had done earlier. It was a message that Rebecca had left her a few weeks earlier, before the great fight. It was silly and short and was pretty much just a few joking words. But Rachel couldn’t bring herself to delete it. And now she listened to it every morning to try to remember her friend in a better time. She sniffed again as her stomach continued to twist. God, it had.