She gave me a sly smile and told me she liked the fact that i was watching and it made her feel funny inside. we were both virgins but had seen enough...porn mags and videos to have an idea of what went on between adults. although neither of us had even seen a real cock or pussy close up we each had a pretty good idea of what would happen if we played grown up together. she beckoned me over and asked if i would like to see her sexy pose. i said i would, very much. she rolled half away from me and. There was something I could not put my finger on, but I felt so different, but not in a bad way. I didn't want to write my next book anymore, my publishers can just go fuck themselves, those goddamn, stuck-up motherfuckers... Shit, what was I thinking!? I needed to write that book to satisfy the last of my book deal. Fuck It! I thought... I didn't need to do a fucking thing, I'll go down to those people and tell them were to put that contract!I just tried to relax. I sat in my bed and read the. "There, I'm done with your face but I wanted to try something different today," He finally said."What? What do you want to try?" I said with interest."Do you trust me Kate?" He asked instead."Yes, I suppose..." Then don't say anything, just let me do it."I watched him for a moment. He was so eager to do this."Ok, go ahead," I said calmly but inside I was quite excited.He smiled and leaned over painting my neck with careful strokes of his paintbrush. I had no idea what he was painting there and. ” “Nonsense,” Jessica said. “I am sure they can set another place at our table. I can’t have you going home alone on a Saturday night waiting for Charles.” “That’s the life of a doctor’s wife,” Elizabeth said. I was now expecting her to say why she couldn’t stay, but she surprised me. “Well, if it wouldn’t be any bother?” she asked. So, here I was, sitting in one of the poshest restaurants in London, listening to (in no particular order) the problems facing the Hampsted Women’s Tennis.