Now and then she would pause to lick the length of her slit, probing between her lips and making Alice gasp.I was starting to feel a bit left out, sta...ding there naked with my cock in my hand as they squirmed and moaned. Before I could make up my mind what to do, Julie dropped her head, letting it hang over the foot of the bed. She opened her eyes and looked at me upside-down, all the while panting with pleasure from whatever Alice was doing.Then, without saying a word, she reached up one hand. ’ Karen’s scowl turned into a smile. ‘Well that’s a novel line. Want to buy me a drink and tell me about it?’ Harrison kept it short and she listened. ‘So you have no woman to bed tonight so thought you’d try me?’ ‘Nah, I’ll slope off after dinner, leaving you to find your own way home.’ Karen looked puzzled. ‘Why are you doing this?’ ‘Dunno. I guess you looked lonely after the cops took away your friend and I asked myself were we two of a kind? But when I identified you I thought no way, Karen. A suit, blazer, shirts, and ties - I wanted to beprepared for any possible contingency. Unsure of this position, I alsocollected some DVDs and press material about my Olympics project andother endeavors. I didn't want to leave anything to chance.I left home about four-thirty and found my mind wandering. As I headedto Vancouver to catch a flight to London, I just could not believe thiswas real. Out of the blue, I thought about Deana. It pained me to thinkabout her and what a kick she would. "Mr. Clinton, Cassie won't be living at home this year," I started."What?" Please bear with me, sir. She will be living with you. But your house is no longer her home, any more than my parents' house is my home. It is where she grew up. It is where a part of her heart will always reside and where she will return to celebrate special occasions with her parents and one day even to bring her babies to meet their grandparents. But even though she will live there this year, it is no longer her home..