They all had the slanted almond eyes and the longdark hair, but they were around 5'7, with uncharacteristic largebreasts."Look where you're going you-...ahh...well, look who we have here. LittleMelissa. How's it going down there?" The lead girl said this with acondescending smile."I so sorry. Prease, not let happen again." Melissa barely got it out -it was so hard to put sentences together. As if it were a secondlanguage..."You stupid little immigrant. Why don't you learn how to speak English?And. Is Jill the sister that I had hoped Kathy was? she wondered. She almost asked, but was distracted as the conversation continued. Eventually, she just assumed that was probably the case.As the meal and conversation progressed, much to her astonishment, Eileen realized that she was beginning to like both these women. Since Kathy was a pilot, they had a lot in common, even though Eileen had been flying for several years, but Kathy for only a few months. Jill was a flight attendant, but already had. Within hours I was on a train out of London, headed back to Wales.I was morosely reflective throughout the journey westwards and determined to find a quiet ‘bolt hole’ in which to hide and lick my wounds for a couple of weeks. Some years before I had gone on a religious retreat to an old Benedictine monastery, set on Bardsey Island off the Lynn Peninsular. Would Yr Haven still be there? A quick internet search on my iPhone revealed that it was and, fortuitously, a silent retreat was scheduled. Slowly she pumped it in and out as she leaned over and closed her mouth over my clit, licking and flicking her tongue over the engorged flesh.‘Oh Baby that’s sooo good.’ I cooed letting the glorious feelings wash over me as she worshipped my body. Slowly she started to push the vibrator harder and faster into me at the same time drawing my clit into her mouth, sucking against it loudly.‘That’s it. Faster……more…..arghhh……suck it harder Baby!’My muscles started to tighten, the sparks ricocheting.