. enthused." Damn right you were." But I guess it's all over for you. I mean you had the experience andwhat else is there? I don't expect you'd want...to repeat my fantasyscene over and over."Kurt reached down to cup Reynold's smooth chin in his big hand. "Whosaid anything about repeating? I mean, we can start with the same basicidea, but I know there are endless changes we could play on that tune.Trust me, neither of us will get bored." You mean...? You do want to see me again? And you. The night before our flight i couldn`t sleep as i hate flying and the best way to get me sleepy is to tug one off so i sneaked downstairs and put a dvd in my laptop of amature anal,did my dirty need and dozed off,the next morning we flew out for two weeks of glorious sunshine.On returning Bob and Carole,Viv`s mum and dad,picked us up from the airport and when we got home we told them of our holiday,i noticed how much Corole had taken to me,she used to hate me but now was being very nice to. Had he heard the door? It was hard to say. It was torture, being naked and horny on a bed with his hands tied. He heard her come in the room. “Hello” he asked. Nothing. He heard a flickering sound, once, twice, and then, a smell. The familiar smell of hash. That must've been what he heard, the door, she had ordered hash. She put the joint to his lips and he smoked. Over and over. Still naked, still blindfolded, still hard. The second layer of darkness engulfed him as the smoke took over. The. Kirsten agreed, it did make more sense, might as well worry about onething instead of two. Jess' third call was to ask whether they shouldmaybe cancel all their plans and just get married in the Caribbean on abeach with a few guests. Kirsten wasn't as sure about this idea, it wasromantic but would it be possible with only three months to plan.Demoralized, Jess went back to researching. Finally it was Kirsten'sturn for her fitting. She had been lucky enough to find this dressmakerand to find.