I drink it anyway. Scanning her messy bedsit, I slowly piece together the events that brought me here. The two hour drive up this afternoon, meeting...up with her and her friends in the Union Bar. Just seeing them together made me feel old and question what the hell I was doing there. Then she brought me back here. I can see the door we fell through, kissing passionately - grabbing and removing each other’s clothes before it had even shut behind us. The wall I pushed her against, lifting her. Boy, did it ever. Yes indeed! We made it right there on the floor in front of the fire tearing each other's clothes off with a hunger that surprised this old man. Let me just say this to all the old men out there, young pussy will sure the hell turn you on. I couldn't believe it I had wood like a teenager and believe me Whitney was digging it. Whitney got my cock standing straight up and staddled me and eased my cock into her wet pussy. I have to tell you, the glow of the firelight on her body,. Time will tell. On Monday morning I was wearing thepale blue suit, the straight skirt just above my knees, the jacket fittedover a white blouse. I wore white jewelry and white heels. I was shown toa smallish cubicle, given a computer sign on and a few hours later I gota name plate. The work was relatively easy and the time flew by. Mom andI walked out together and in the lobby..."Maddy! Hi! How are you? And who is the gorgeous young lady?" Hi Tom. This is my daughter Lisa. This is her first. It would bea technique that Poppy and I would eventually perfect over the course ofthe year. Once we were into the main lobby, the crowd split up and faded as theother year groups passed by, with everyone heading down differentcorridors. Jenny continued on and out into the open courtyard, stillunknowingly acting as our own personal bulldozer, but as she turned tolook at us there was a smirk on her face that made Poppy and I freeze onthe spot. "Don't think I don't know what you're doing, girls.".