Rod lead her to a stool in the center of the room before a backdrop of pale gray. Her shimmering long blonde hair, fair skin, and light blue dress sto...d out dramatically in front of the background. I turned on the lighting, and Rod went to work. Snapping shots from various angles and coaching her to position herself this way and that as she sat on the stool wth her dress sensually dr****g across her upper thigh. At his direction, I helped her turn her shoulders, tilt her face, correct posture. I also knew there was little I could do. As I was expecting Fiona would tell me what happened, I looked at the doctor."Ok. Tell me how bad it is," I said."I'm sure you know your cast is going back on. Not only did the water do a number on the cast, buy when they pulled you out, they set you back two weeks. Not that the alternative was a good option." I kind of figured that might happen. They were none too gentle, but when I saw the fire floating across the ceiling as they pulled me out, I. "I'm not that good, mind you," she replied."Same here, so we're both in the same boat. I'll just keep it simple," hesmiled.He lead her to the dance floor, and facing her, put his arms around herwaist. She responded by holding his shoulders."You still nervous?" he asked."As I said, I've never danced before," she replied. She daren't say whatwas really making her nervous."You seem to be doing fine," he smiled."Beginners luck," she smiled back. For a split second, their eyes met andshe felt more. He did not lift his head from the paper he was reading, He missed a real eyeful.Mrs Van returned and sat in the seat opposite Mr Van with her back to the male. She opened het legs and took a small vibrator from her handbag. She slowly started to rub the bibrator against her clitoris and then inserted it into her pussy. We were approaching a station. There were a number of people there but none got on. They were waiting for the train due to go to Cardiff. As the train pulled off Mrs Van stood.