And gracious too. She had complimented him on his tie even.He was glad that She liked it, since he had had it for about six years:It was red with polk... dots of blue, frayed. Old. It was his favoritetie. It was his only tie."You need a nanny for your husband," he had asked, disbelieving.Ms Alex had blushed, clearly embarrassed, "Yes. I do. He's a good man,really, but oh, the work he worked stressed him. He had a stroke. Hewent a bit off and though he isn't impaired, he changed. The doctorssay he. It's been a long day, and I'm exhausted!" OK. Good night," Kristin said quietly"Night."Warren had thought that the music Tom had skated to for the past season was too heavy for him. Tom agreed. "My coach has been doing my choreography. And I love my coach," he laughed, "but I think she picks music from the Elvis Stojko School of Ponderous Movie Soundtracks." Warren wanted something lighter, so had picked Mozart's Eine Kleine Nachtmusik. Tom loved the choice, and Warren and Sophia started. ." Then I have to help you. His big cock would rip you up the middle," he lied. "Your cunt needs some exercise, some stretching. I just want to help you."Pam gazed into his eyes dubiously and her fingers halted their movements on his throbbing prick. She released his cock and peered at him suspiciously."Are you sure?" she asked. "Or are you just trying to get my cherry?" What cherry?" Ben laughed."Now don't be fresh!" Pam blurted. "You know what I mean! I've never been fucked. Are you sure. Soon, the clear blue sky was tainted by a blush of pink. That quickly turned into a faint rouge, with an added fierce orange. The day was ending, but on a very good note. They decided to call it a day, start packing, then head back home where a bonfire was planned. Lena dried herself off with her comfy green towel. She watched the sun settle down in the sparkling horizon, completely zoning out what was going on around her. Soon all the coolers, umbrellas, even trash was taken care of… All that.