If you're interested, that is...? ;)" Hell yeah! But I have to be back by 12." I'm busy until 8 on Saturday, but I can pick you up at 9?" Sounds great... Where are we going?" My place, of course! It’s an apartment, so don't be too loud ;)" Okay see you then!"The last couple of days were hell. I was constantly horny, imagining myself ravaging a beautiful woman. To tell you the truth, I don't even remember going to school that Friday. But, soon enough, the Sun began to set on Saturday. I told my. How can some one do that?”“I didn’t come through it love,” A pair of cool lips brushed his own, “I died, remember.”Marek grimaced as his mind conjured up images based on Heather’s description of the final hours of her life. His couldn’t even imagine the torture that she had endured at that woman’s hands.“Okay love so you want revenge, I can understand that. So how are we going to do this.” Marek asked grimly.“We, I’m sorry love you can’t help with this, you would be seen, leave finger prints. I. Menopause has robbed her of the desire for intimacy. Not that that’s an excuse, but…” We were both pretty well toasted at this point. She tasted of Pinot, and I love Pinot, so I kissed back. My tongue ran across her lips. Her mouth opened ever so slightly. Our tongues met. It was like an electric shock ran through both of us. We couldn’t stop. She nibbled on my lower lip, and I, in her upper. Her hands went to the sides of my face, and mine enfolded her, pulling her to me. It was delicious!. When the coffee arrived I told the girls what I'd done, leaving out the money part, and waited. Elena was the first to react.'You let the tyres down completely? You know it is the girls who will suffer, don't you?''Just to annoy them, ' I said defensively. 'Maybe I'll do it again, and then both of them will need to be in the Casa de Campo all the time, and Pilar can go back to her flat.' She started to say something else and then stopped.Anita poured herself more wine and tried to project deep.