Because as difficult as it’s going to be, I wanted to be beautiful and sexy in Alan’s eyes, not just in his memory. I want him to share in my frus...rated libido.We thanked Carolyn, our chauffeur, for the ride, and arm-in-arm, Robert supporting me, we walked into the unknown.Alan was there, in his entrance lobby, waiting for us – for me. We stood, just looking at each other, me trying my hardest not to cry. I loved this man, wanted to spend my life with him. We took tentative steps toward each. I got quick hugs from several as I scooted through, and felt surprisingly better by the time I returned.It was another hour after the final person had their bio break when things started to get interesting. Solona and Donal, who’d been slumped over, unmoving, sat up and opened their eyes, looking around and stretching, reminding me of nothing so much as young children awaking from a nap. Their eyes were adorably unfocused as they yawned and settled more comfortably – until Solona glanced over. I caressed the now exposed part of her back. She trembled again. I slipped her dress off her shoulder. She was not wearing a bra. I reached around to find her breast while still kissing her exposed skin. Her dress was form fitting. I was able to get to her breast and put my palm over her nipple and began massaging her breast. Cinnamon moaned her pleasure. “I think it would be better if I got out of this dress,” she suggested.We got out of bed. We removed her dress and the rest of her clothes. . Damn she looked good. Anna-Brooks Smiled as she checked her look in the mirror. The ropes ‘snugged’ her and what she liked best was that her Man had done this. It was no accident that she could use her finger to ‘tug’ her butt cheeks open. Her Owner now moved her around by holding the ropes, and firmly. This excited her. Her man moved her away from the expected bed, towards the center of the room. He was a sneaky one, that ‘dirty old man’ (she was wet at that thought), in that he had a.