I squeezed Tristran's arm tightly. "Couldn't fix me an introduction could you, darling?"He stared straight ahead and smirked. "Are you free tonight, T...na?" For you, darling? All night long! What's more, I'll make sure I drink plenty of water during the day!"That clinched it. The piss-loving little poof marched me down to the dais just as the photo-shoot was breaking up, narrowly avoiding a nasty head-on collision with the ample-bossomed US Lady President, who was earnestly pressing. We started to think of other games to play. We would do our weekend shopping with me not wearing underwear and Reg doing the same. I chuckled as he tried to mask the fact that he had an erection and it was quite obvious. Of course my nipples were obvious and I did get excited seeing guys looking at me. Several times we would get home and fuck still dressed, apart from Reg’s pants being around his ankles, before even putting the shopping away. We were still thinking of ways to enhance the. Even Annabella thinks so, I've asked her, and she knows."I buried my face in my hands and groaned. "Rhea, two things. One, even if Sarah conceived on Friday, when we met, then there is no biological way for her to know she is pregnant inside forty eight hours. OK?" Rhea scowled. "Secondly, Sarah and I have not had sex, or even kissed, so there is no way for me have got Sarah pregnant. Now, if you still believe that I may have got her pregnant, I am more than happy to ask Mum to have that little. "Mind you don't brush your face on the material Becca."Then it was over my head and sliding down my body. Fussing Mary pulled the skirt down and shifted the soft shiny black fabric about my back before she started to pull the zip up. Taking her time she worked the zip up to my neck. Pushing me back on to the stool again she quickly brushed and patted my hair in to place. Reaching over my shoulder she lifted something off her dressing table and slipped it over my head. Stepping back with a.