Come here and turn around.?Angela obeyed. Charlie untied the knot on the back of the corset.?There ought to be a lock on this thing,? she commented.?Y...s, Ms Piston,? Angela said, without much conviction.Charlie left it to Angela to unlace her corset. As Angela took it off, Charlie noticed that her figure remained a tiny hourglass: molded by years of compression. Angela then unhooked her bra and let it fall on her petticoats. Her chest was disappointingly flat, but her areolas were large and. . well ... a room. I put my pack on the bed, opened it, got out the collection kit, and turned to Jonny. "I guess we can go back to ... what do you call him?"A glimmer appeared in Jonny's eyes. "Bossman, when I have to." Popular with the staff, eh?" Bloody ponce." Really?" Acts like one. Walks like one. Just no business here." Thanks. Not my type, either."He was pacing in the lobby, wringing his damp hands, when we got there."Now, why don't you take me to those bugs?" I asked."Certainly. It's. No regrets. Thank you, again." No regrets," I agreed, before standing up, and kissing her softly on the lips. I started to get dressed. "Thank you for one of the best Christmases ever."We both laughed as we got dressed, and I had to zip up mom's dress, but soon we found ourselves back in the car, driving home, with a half empty champagne bottle as the only witness to our kisses in the car.Summer greeted us as we walked in, and from the twinkle in her eyes, I wondered if she knew what we'd been. I like this guy; he knows how to treat a woman with respect and honor. I trust Susan's judgment completely and knew she would be safe with Bill. She would insist her men friends be gentlemen first, good lovers second. Smart lady.I spent the evening making sure the house was nice and took a shower paying particular attention to my cock and balls. It was very easy washing my dick as it just seemed to stay about three-quarters hard all the time. I put some good sounds on the house intercom CD.