But how much longer will he be able to say that and mean it under these horrible circumstances?Delon sat back and watched me work for a little while. ...e made sure he had something to look at. My skirt was around my waist and I sat facing him with my knees apart. I returned my phone messages and completed one of the reports I need to get done by the end of the week. I stood up to take it out to Helen so that she or Cindy could type it up.When I returned, Delon asked, “What do you do for lunch. Stacy and I looked at each other and our jaws dropped. After about a second we both burst into laughter. As shocking as it was to hear her say that, we were so drunk we had to laugh. “Dooon’t laaaaugh at me.” Tracy whined as she made herself more comfortable on the bed.“Girl, you are way too drunk.” Stacy said as she was catching her breath. “Babe, can you take her to her room, please?” she asked. I sighed as if it was a burden, but I was actually pleased to accept the task. Tracy was lying on. The talk then changed to my costume. She asked me why I chose that costume. I told her that my friends and I like to goof around and we bought two suits and wrestle. She asked if I had the other suit and I told her that I always keep both of them. She wanted to try it so we decided to put it on. But before we put the suit on I said it gets hot so its best if you just have your under wear. We rolled around for a little bit and she asked if I think we can both fit in the suit. I told her I didnt. Everything was magnificent and I ate as if I was starving. I noticed that she did quite well and didn't seem to deny herself much. We finished and both sat back pleasantly sated.She led me into the living room where she served us coffee. I declined desert in favor of a glass of after dinner cognac. I wondered what was coming next. I didn't have long to wait as Satin rose and said that she was going to get comfortable. She left and reappeared in a very sheer satin gown that hid virtually.