So before long I was on my way passing few people working in the area and pulled into a spot. With hand bag in hand I made for the Hide Away, I... was more a shed but it had in beds, tables and chairs. Stashing my I wondered out bout catching other folks doing they thing and feeling free to be dressed as a gurl in public in broad daylight. The very first time. Man it was a wondering feeling. It was like three hours that i have being there so I was heading back to the shed to grab. I thought about Sally and Lady Reynolds. My thoughts didn't go unanswered. I could feel Sally worrying for me, feel the motion of the car as she drove. They were away and hopefully safe.Still gripping the knife, I focused. I tried to remember what I had been doing when I had been stabbed, so I could put the muscles back in the same position, the same state of flex for when the knife came out. I gripped the side of my leg as best as I could and pulled at the knife. Nothing. I couldn't move. She pretends she isn’t interested in what other men think of her as a Woman. But I know after she reads their comments she’s always really horny.We go away occasionally at weekends on City breaks, where I wine and dine her till she’s merry and then we fuck until the early hours. Just lately I have persuaded her to pose naked in the Hotel room windows with the curtains open and the light on low. My cock gets so hard, if she only knew the thoughts that were running through my head as she stands. " Love tatoes!" Betsy proclaimed."She does love potatoes," Sophie grinned. "She's doing a number on the ham, too." So," Tom asked, "have you guys thought of any music for me yet?" Yeah," Warren grinned, "I've narrowed it down to Malaguena or Carmen." In other words, the two most overused pieces of music in skating history."Oh, thanks," Tom grinned. "I thought you were creative." I'm fascinated," Laurel asked. "How do you pick music?" Mostly intuition, especially for us," Warren said. "For other.