. ?" it repeated, as gentle as the wind in the pear tree above.Reluctantly, in slow motion, Mimi raised her head to stare into the dimpled face of Car...ie who stood above her, her golden-wheat tanned body audaciously exposed in a pair of white tennis shorts and a stretchy tube- top of a brilliant cherry red. "What are you doing asleep under the tree? We've been looking for you... "Oh, oh, I'm so sorry..." Mimi's bewilderment at Carrie's change of heart attitude left her vulnerably. After about 10 minutes of her teasing me I decided that I would go to the toilet for a piss to calm down a bit as I walked in Lisa rushed in at my back hitched up her shirt pulling down her panties giving me a nice look at her unsaved pussy and proceeded to piss right there in front on me . I could no hid my massive bonner any longer in was practically bursting out my pants she was just sat there with her panties round her ankles and she started to tell me that some of her underwear had gone. We went to her room and I took all but my boxers off. We got in bed and kissed a little more before we fell asleep. I woke up at 5:30 A.M. and Jenna was smiling at me. I asked if I could use her shower. She said only if I can join you. We went off to the shower. Jenna took off my boxers and me than took off her night gown. We got in the shower and started kissing. I loved the way she loved to kiss with her mouth open as she kissed wildly and deep. Jenna asked me to fuck her. She then leaned. The letter ended with a brief but firm postscript that the museum in question wanted to avoid any notoriety that might come with the publication of this journal. Furthermore, with their delivery of the package to its rightful owner, the firm's obligation to any involved party was now ended.The letter raised far more questions than it answered. Who wrote the diary and when? Who donated it to the museum and how were they related to me? What museum would not want an original document from probably.