.. Mebbe seven thirty? I'll get the help to figger out sumpthin' to gnaw on..." I thought about it a bit while I changed, but decided that exposure to...Oscar wouldn't hurt Irma and might help her self-image - so I rang him up and accepted. "Good!" he grunted. "This 'un's got you locked down, ain't she?" I instinctively hemmed and hawed, and Oscar laughed - something unprecedented; it took real humor, usually gallows humor, to get Oscar out of the grumps. Vickie must have drained him, good! "Go. Oh, God. She started jumping on dick. I was grabbing her boobs with my hands. We fucked for 15 minutes slowly. She had a huge orgasm. I shot my cum in her pussy after some time. Fuck. I couldn’t. It was so intense and exciting.Me: What does this mean? What now?Rose: I don’t know. We can talk more about it tomorrow.Me: Ok.She said she liked me and Chloe too. What does that mean? Does she like Chloe in a sexual way too? Or what? Will she still go around with Jason? So many questions. Fuck it, let. Who are they?" Actually, they're a what. They're mountain tops. An old boy called Munro made a list of all the Scottish peaks over 3,000 feet in altitude - there are about 280 of them but they're all being checked against modern maps to see if they still qualify - and it's quite fun seeing how many of them we can manage." How are you getting on?" Ninety-seven, isn't it, dear?" I think so, but they might downgrade two of them when they redo the Ordnance Survey maps to 1:50,000 rather than One. Stuffy! Let's go!" she said as she was changing into her party clothes."I was hoping to finish my book today." Frank was in the middle of a science fiction trilogy."Do it some other time. The music at the Centurion is pretty good. I want to dance!" insisted Angela.She came out holding something filmy and green in her hands that was probably a piece of apparel designed to entice rather than conceal. Of course, she hadn't put it on yet, so her gorgeous body was barely covered by skimpy.