Or maybe it’d become that way.“Oh?” she asked. “Thinking about what?”“About us,” he went on and she wondered if he was breaking up with ...er and how fucking hilarious that would be. She almost felt relieved.“What about us?” she said, forced nonchalance, forced niceness, forced fucking everything.“Well,” Dean went on. He seemed palpably nervous. “I actually have a question to ask you.”*“Can I ask you a question?” Marco’s voice came through the haze of lazily swirling clouds. They were still lying. I am guessing her to be in her late 40's or early 50's. She is really laid back and very funny and pretty too. I hd a large flask full of Capitan Morgan left over from the golf game. I offered to make rum and cokes. Sara cut my hair as we drank then after she was done we sat around drinking and cutting up. The conversation soon turned to sex and we both talked about how sex with our spouses is not what it used to be. As we talked Sara thumbed thru a pile of mail sitting on the table. She. Again she followed them up the garden using her crop on the last crawler's ass making him speed up."Come on get your nose in his ass!" She cried mischievously prodding with her whip as if to penetrate his ass. I quickly realised the best position in the sets of three was in the middle. Something I could do nothing about as I found myself at the head of the queue with a crop held across my cock.I fought the impulse to bring my hands down off my head to protect my penis as I saw the blonde girl. "Umm sure." Dancing again sounded fun. Honestly, I hadn't reallythought about what would be the after dinner plans. I did want to watchthe See You Real Soon show in the lobby. All the main characters andprincesses were part of it and I was kind of hoping to get a picturewith Belle. I also was hoping for maybe some time with Steve."Okay.... So, we will see you all in Evolution for dancing afterdinner." Melissa said and they moved away.Sarah came up to me and put her hand on my upper arm.