The fingers of one hand are resting on the exposed skin of her back, but he doesn't need the physical contact to know that her entire body is shaking,...as though she's been submerged in a tub of ice water. His awareness is split, half focused on the sunny back yard and the words Laura and Christine are saying, the other on the infinite blackness surrounding Elena. He wants to lift her back into his arms, to hold her as tight as he possibly can, but isn't certain whether it's safe. Instead,. She'll be down in a minute.” Mike replied.Jan's stomach was churning as she got changed in the bathroom into her outfit of black bra, thong, stockings and suspenders with a white semi transparent blouse and a short pleated kilt. She looked in the mirror and said “C'mon, Jan, it's just a one-off. A quick strip to give the old bugger his birthday treat, then back up here to get changed.” She went downstairs and stood outside the front room door, took a deep breath and began to sing “Happy. I turned towards the voice. A fairly good-looking middle aged man, about thirty five to forty, with close cropped hair and square jaw, stood about ten feet behind me. “You’re rushing things,” he added. “Don’t be in a hurry.” “I’m just learning,” I replied. “Ahhhh, I see,” he replied. “Just keep practicing.” I tapped a ball into a hitting zone and lined up the face club again. Swoosh. Ping! The ball zipped along the grass from the t-platform and stopped about twenty five yards out from where. "I'll let you have him, if you promise to be gentle. That okay with you, Hugh?"I looked at the tall blonde dressed in a silver outfit that revealed almost as much as it hid, the glossy lips and heavy breasts whose nipples poked out against the fabric."That depends – Brittany! Do you bite?"She grinned at me, "If I really like you."I looked back at Coffee, "I'll take my chances. Thanks, Coffee." Thank me Monday if you survive."I have to admit, it was touch and go there for a while. An hour after.