"European composer, should go downwell..." Natalie's voice trailed off as she stared over Jessica'sshoulder. Jessica followed Natalie's gaze, and gasp...d as she foundherself staring into the mismatched eyes of the woman who was, upuntil the previous night, her lover."P-Paige?" Jessica whispered as the Scottish girl slowly approachedher, only to turn around and leave before she reached Jessica's table."I'll go talk to her," Natalie said, leaving Jessica alone with herthoughts. Thirty minutes. I woke the following morning, my morning hard on tenting the bed clothes and at the same time bursting to pee. My brain was still reliving the night before and the fantasies I’d had the night before were still rushing around my head. Why was Amy gay and why did Debs have to have a boyfriend. I slipped on a pair of boxers to make my way to the bathroom, the apartment was in total silence, as I left my room I caught a glimpse of my hard cock straining to get out of my boxers, at least everyone is. If only we can expend and splurge and fritter up the rest of our outstanding and lingering but lasting days fucking and spanking up each other. It would be so great and fantastic, aren't you of the same opinion and estimation and view with me. Leisurely but unquestionably, Stian pumps in and then bails out his elongated and made-bigger dick out of me, satisfying my lust, slaking and placating it—and I am so extremely and from the bottom of my heart pleased with him and his achievement.Oh my. If this place is artificial – which it most certainly has to be – then why aren’t the distances between the columns uniform?”“Field?” he asked.“Well, I can’t seem to arrive at a better term,” she returned uncertainly.“Maybe so,” he said as he freed a kink in their back rope. When he turned around, he noticed another reflection in the distance, “but isn’t that a wall or something over there,” he said, pointing with a gloved hand.As Jasmine started around one of the columns to look where he was.