Last week Janice—an oboe player—became so angry with Anton’s criticism that with tears in her eyes she grabbed her instrument, kicked her music ...tand over, and stormed out with sheet music fluttering to the floor, as a string of shouted invectives trailed her out the door. She could play anywhere in the world and for any orchestra, but this is where her family is and she loves this area. I think Anton has seen Janice naked as well, but I have no real proof of that. So right now, I have Anton’s. ." she replied softly.I lightly rubbed her clit with my fingertips and was rewarded with a light quiver of pleasure from Fiona. Then I ran my fingers along the edge of her labia, and they were so wet, and I barely slipped the tip of my finger inside her and her smile told me all was well, as she stroked my hand. I knew I was getting wet, and I'd never felt like that before. I continued to gently stroke her clit, and her moans got louder.She looked around. "Is your mother liable to come. She is flushed. ‘Don’t stop,’ she half pleads half demands. He smiles at her and lowered his head to reclaim her breast. The drawing sensations of his mouth on her sensitive tissue make her writhe against him. He clasps her tightly around the waist and draws her further into him. ‘Claude,’ some part of him hears her voice, but it is little more than a whimper, ‘can I undress you now?’ He immediately stands upright and gives her a huge grin, adding ‘sure sweetheart.’ He waits while she decides. Somewhere around here should be the knives they used to threaten me with."I looked at Tom and he winked. Shit, it didn't look like she needed much from us! After a few minutes and she'd had time to cool down, Tom introduced Abby to us. She was 5'-9" tall and probably weighed 125 pounds. She was built like the proverbial brick chicken house, blond, and smart as a whip.She had picked the meeting place, so she was not pissed at Tom, and I could tell that he was happy about that. The cops finally.