She replied sweetly that she had certainly not forgotten our meeting, that her flatmates also loved my photos on Flickr and that Irene was still welco...e to come over to London. She would pick me up on Thursday the 25th, at St. Pancras station at 7pm, after work.Flatmates? What the … ?I travelled lightly as Gabrielle has written, “Don’t bring too many clothes, I’ll take care of everything.” I arrived on schedule in London. Gabrielle was waiting on the platform, wearing a cute girly summer dress. She tried to core his face as if it were an apple, right again, left... she ground his mouth flesh with her own, moved one hand up to the back of his head and pressed his face hard against hers. All the while savoring the taste of her blood as it mixed with their combined saliva; her tongue forced its way past his teeth and arched over the surface of his tongue, moved from side to side in strong sweeps, drove deep into the warm depth of him, then deeper still. Her fierce, hungry passion forced. It turned out that Rachel knew Shantella, not well, but she knew her. Rachel worked as a school bus driver and had come in contact with her once or twice. Over the previous three weeks Rachel had joined Shantella and a few of the other female teachers on the occasional girls' night out and had finally learned what was going on.The man in the photos, a guy named Brent Goldman, was a principle at one of the schools in the district and was a real sleaze ball. Besides Shantella he was fucking three. Quickly the moans were replaced with a panting that became more and more frantic until Simon heard Clive groan before it suddenly went silent. Simon waited a few moments just in case anything else was going to happen but then he heard the bathroom door opening followed by footsteps across the landing.Undressing, Simon had got into bed and lay there replaying the sounds over and over again in his head. Mandy had been shagging! Although part of Simon had felt a little appalled and shocked,.