She felt herself starting into the last throes before climax, that wonderful plateau when she soared with ecstacy short of completion."Cum now, Billy....Spurt in my insides, in my ass. Oh, its so good. I'm there, I'm there." She was writhing back at his pistoning tool, trying to drive every inch to her bottom. He wasn't pulling out as far now, but going faster, and shoving harder with each stroke. She heard him grunting with effort on each thrust. Her orgasm came over her like a slow wave,. The lippy would go on last, I had a wee compact with a mirror to check it was okay and my wig was straight, I was always blonde, and they were half decent wigs, I had progressed from the cheap fancy dress ones, Dee used to go on the occasional night out, Edinburgh, Glasgow, she even made it down to Manchester for Sparkle weekend, but that's a different story! Some days in the cubicle were a slog, not much movement, now and then, when I knew nobody was in I would slide out and have a walk back. "Sometimes," Tabitha answered, the truth being she loved being alone and just getting drawn into a good book on a nice sunny day."Me too," Carol said. "There is nothing more beautiful than a summer day at the beach." I completely agree," Tabitha said, enjoying having someone who agreed with her for a change. Her mother said the beach was a waste of time and for slackers... which drove her nuts since she was done with her first year of college and had a 4.0 GPA.Carol reached over and got more. “I went there first. I had no idea you would leave.”“I should have depended on you.” She really should have, and he looked like he, too, thought she should have. They stood like that, she sipping tea and he merely looking at her, for the longest time.“The bath is ready,” some woman said from outside the magic circle. Lord George guided her to a door, and she walked through it. When the door closed, she was in a room with two women dressed as maids to the aristocracy. There was a hip bath next.