She tossed her hair aside. To her relief the gardener in the grounds below seemed unaware of her ordeal as yet and carried on working calmly. The thir... stroke was agonising landing a little below the first two and Jennifer snorted heavily with her teeth still clamped together to prevent her cries carrying to the garden below. That resolution was sorely tested on the fourth and fifth strokes but only a strangled cry cut the stillness of the big room, followed by her feeble whimpering. Even. It stood head and shoulders above, so majestically pronounced. It was an old volcano always dormant but alive having not erupted in recent man’s memory. Warnings came every so often that it was inevitable, that eventually The Mountain would blow causing all kinds of havoc because it influenced such a large geographic surrounding. But it was peaceful, serene and cast such character against the sky to the east, a break between the wet maritime climate lands of west country and the dry high desert. "If you don't have anyplace to stay tonight we have a room and you would be more then welcome to stay there."Then I saw Paul coming toward the table, as he came up I said, This is Paul, my husband, Paul this is," it was then that I realized that I didn't even know her name, but she looked up and said, "Yoko."I quickly explain to Paul about what had happen and that I had invited her back to our room for the night. I could see in Paul's face the disappointment that his birthday surprise may be. "Um, yeah, how much did you see, Ms. Treble?" Billy asked."Enough to know someone should scrub the bottom of that desk," I answered, coming between them and having them turn their chairs to me. I saw you both got it good; that's very naughty of you two. I mean, you're supposed to be working on your project, but here you are, sitting next to each other, jacking off together. It's weird to do it so close to each other, but in the library where someone could see you? That's more than risky but.