How lucky could she really be? Her journey to work with a suitcase on wheels had not been the nightmare she originally thought. Her case was still hea...y, thanks to hairdryers, changes of clothes, make up, shoes, accessories and the likes. Allan would have made her leave half of that behind if they were going for a fortnight but when she was going on her own for a long weekend, she could pack whatever the fuck she wanted! As she entered the workplace, she sighed deeply again to herself. Kirsty. I watched as Peter scooted around and got his pants back on. The driver gave us some time and finally opened the door. When we got out everyone was there, including Terry with his camera. The first thing that I had to do was get into the bathroom and check my dress, stockings and finally clean myself up. I walked in and I felt a little crusty as the sperm had dried on my inside thighs. I kissed Peter on the cheek and told him I had to go potty.It was too early to go up to the suite, we had to. Not to worry about your humble narrator brothers I knew they had no evidence they never do.Although we were getting closer to getting caught now than ever. I blame Dim. Some of his "personal touches" we too dark even for me oh my brothers. Last night for instance as we were enjoying the old in-out in-out with that young soon to be married Devotchka. He made her swallow her wedding ring when it was his turn with her.My next move was simple then, I had to kill Dim before he gets us caught. It's a. After a few minutes of sucking and licking he lifted me up and said let’s have a look at you. He slowly lifted my t-shirt off and slowly took my bra off leaving my small B-cup breast bare for him to see, he then pulled my shorts down and slid off my pink silk panties to reveal the thin red down covering my swollen dripping lips and protruding little bud. He gently ran his fingers across my wetness and my knees gave way to the pleasure of my first touch by a man. He caught me and gently laded me.