The very little French I had was sufficient to understand in general, what she said, because she spoke very slowly. She opened two buttons in her dres..., looked Giovanno into his eyes and said: "We can't let you go back to Italy without knowing the Danish women, can we? Do you dare to kiss me?"Giovanno looked very surprised, almost like one big question mark. Ango nodded to him, and he got up from his chair, went round the table and bent down to kiss Mary. She bent her head backwards, threw her. " Got a car?" No." Right. They never ring up to check after seven. They have to go home to the missus. The morning checks they mostly miss. Can't be fished to get up early. See what time your bloke rings for a week and then ring me again. I'll pick you up and then get you back again before your mother wakes up." You're a star, Reg." I am. See you, mate."Chris Baker now had Reg's telephone number and a week in hand. He discovered that Reg ran a pub that fronted for a brothel. He rang his contact. I reached down and took hold of the hem of my skirt, sliding it up over my smooth thighs until I was totally exposed. I knew it looked great. My legs were shoulder width apart and the height of the copier was lifting me up on to my toes, heels in the air, my shaved pussy spread open for him. ‘Wider’. He barked. ‘Spread your legs for me’. I moved my feet further apart, still on tiptoes, opening my slit wider for him to see me properly. My weight was pushing my tits down onto the copier plate. We called round at my mum's this evening and we were amazed to hear music coming from our lounge. My mum was on the Baby Grand and dad was playing his fiddle accompanying her. They did not hear us come in as they were concentrating on their music. It sounded wonderful so we just stood and listened until they finished the piece. When it drew to an end Rory and I applauded vigorously and my dad smiled and took a bow."I don't think I have ever heard you and mum play together before." I told them..