She had felt the hard pulsing nub of her clitoris and put a finger tentatively to test the slickness of her pussy. She had stifled a frustrated groan....Horny had won the race. Sharon was jerked back to the present by the clattering of a tray near her on the kitchen counter. ‘Lawks mi tired! No sah! Every year me tell meself me not doing this again and every year me do it. Is just because Misses Kirkland pay we good you know. But lawks mi tired. Me don’t think me can go one step more. Some gone. ”“I see. Then allow me to show you the corridor upstairs.”We went up a floor, and Mr. Young examined the woodwork there. “Seems to be identical. Very dark. Let me guess: 1901?”“I would agree. The dark wood stain suggested that possibility. What do you think, having seen the woodwork?”“The work was well done in 1901. The panelling is very neatly put together, which may mean it will be easy to remove. Probably needs a first piece levered off, for access to the rest. There is a facing above the. The party scene was unreal, nothing like I’ve ever witnessed before. There were all sorts of exotic dancers – strippers, acrobats, feathers, lights. Anything you can name and it was there. We hit a few different bars before finding the cities hottest club. There, we met up with his friends and we all ventured into this giant club. Oh, Chels, you should’ve seen this fucking place! There were at three floors and different balconies from what I could see. But noooo, that was off limits to the. Another one swirling around in my dreams was Ann, my opponent's wife. She also had long, sleek legs that she let you see up to her panties when she squirmed around in a pair of culottes. She went to Smith, was too smart, never stopped talking, and had a grating voice, so the thought was to put something in her mouth that would stop that particular noise, and, she talked fast, very fast. Her legs were also long, straight as an arrow, and tan all the way to her crotch. Her smooth, soft thighs.