...Lone Pine Mall, March 29, 1997It was a gray, dreary Saturday, not uncommon for the Pacific Northwest atthis time of the year, but it seemed particu...arly depressing to CharlesWilson today, coming as it did after a couple of days of sunshine. But itdidn't really matter to him; it only helped him to solidify a decision hehad been moving toward in the weeks since his mother had died.He would end his life.He really didn't see a point in continuing the charade of living. Withthe passing of his. “I hate full nylons.”“Me too, girl! Thigh-highs are so much more comfortable and I feel sexy in them,” Gracie said as she ran her finger along the top band of Candy’s stocking, looking her in the eye as she did. “Is this OK? I mean, do you mind me touching you like this?” Candy’s pussy started flowing into her white lace thong.“No, I like how that feels. What’s going on here, Gracie?”The bartender brought their drinks and set them in front of the ladies. She smiled, taking in Gracie’s tits and. Her nipples were erect and she sighed at the pleasure that her lover was giving her with his tongue.She removed her bra and then flipped around so that she was sitting on Trevor's chest facing his feet and she undid his trousers and rubbed his rock hard penis through his underpants. She had lifted her arse off his chest a bit and Trevor started to finger her arse crack and vagina through her trousers. This clothed masturbation went on for a little while before Kelly decided that she needed to. Then later, the hero releases his hand clutch with the heroine’s hand and slowly pulls his head back into the blanket.Camera operator: Show the shot where the hero takes his head inside the blanket and crawls backward and immediately lock the camera angle to the heroine’s face to capture the expression.Heroine twists her head and squeezes her body in ecstasy and happiness because of the action hero is doing inside the blanket. (We won’t show what hero is doing inside blanket. We leave it.