When I reached the market square, Catherine already stood on the scaffold, next to the executioner, next to the nine foot stake. She wore a simple gra... linen gown, so different from the fine clothes she had been so fond of. Her hair was still long, loose and brown, as I remembered it.As I started to push through the crowd, she took off her gown, and handed it to the executioner. Was it an act of defiance, or an act of obedience? I could not tell. She was naked underneath.She had never undressed. “Damn,” slipped out of my mouth as I stared at her tits.A big grin crept across Megan’s face. She looked at me then looked at her pink thong. With her hands shaking she pulled her thong down over her hips. With us both naked, I eased her onto the bed. I kissed her a few times before burying my head in big mounds. Megan moaned as I kissed and fondled her tits. While I sucked on her tits, my right hand trailed down her body to find her very wet pussy.Her moans got louder when two fingers slipped. As he did so, I felt an increase in the sensations in my eyebrows. It was making me feel light-headed, and I began breathing deeper to avoid feeling nauseous. I was really starting to feel dizzy, but all at once, it stopped. Roadkill removed the strips, and, judging by the way the strip removal didn’t cause me to explode into orgasm, I deduced that my lips were indeed not the super sensitive sources of embarrassment they had been earlier. For now, anyway. I nodded in satisfaction. ‘Thank you,. Ted and I followed him out and moved to the steps in front of the altar. One of the ushers escorted the mother of the bride to her seat.Before I left the party that night Pam had asked me to have dinner with her the following Wednesday night and I agreed. I couldn't imagine what she would want to talk about. She had to have seen Kate's act at the party so she couldn't still be trying to get us back together.I met Pam at the restaurant Wednesday evening and she never mentioned Kate. For a while.