Fighting the urge to speed all the way over there, I still made it to the apartment a bit before 6 pm. Allison met me at the door and made a big produ...tion, finishing with a passionate kiss to my lips. We pulled apart and I saw Marjorie standing by the door to her bedroom. She immediately turned, stepped inside and closed the door. ‘What was that about?’ I asked Allison. She simply shrugged and said, ‘Hey, would you mind driving Marjorie to the club, I’m gonna go on ahead.’ ‘Sure,’ I answered,. She’s still very attractive - though she’s lost every battle she’s ever fought, in The Fat Wars. I mean every damn one of those battles too.I came close to giving her a second lease on her body - but caught myself - and decided to stop meddling in other people’s life.Inside her home, she pointed down a hallway, “First door to your right.”In the hallway, I noticed a lot of pictures on the wall. Many of them were photo collages, put together in frames. They appeared to have been taken over a. Inside, I could see all the doors to other rooms closed bar one, exactly as you had told me so I stripped off and hung my clothes on the hooks by the door. Stroking my rapidly hardening cock, I walked down the hall and into the darkened room. By the flickering light of a single candle I see you kneeling naked and blindfolded on the floor in front of a large bed. I glance to the corner where I can’t see, but I know your husband is sitting in the darkness, watching.Your head is bowed and you’re. It was on one such walk to the beach that we bumped into two older British men who were staying at a neighbouring villa. Joe and Ron were widowers both in their late fifties or early sixties and had come to Palma to have a relaxing holiday.The four of us walked happily to the beach chatting as we did so. When we arrived we split up and set out beach towels a little distance away from one another.Maria was a beautiful young girl with long blonde hair reaching half way down her back, a cheeky.