A bottle of champagne was chilling in a bucket on the small table, two glasses waiting to fulfill their purpose. The night was alive with purpose.She ...alked over to open the French doors and stepped out onto the balcony. Wherefore art thou Romeo indeed, she thought to herself. The cool breeze brought her the scent of wild roses tinged slightly with the salt from the ocean. The breeze tugged at her curls and she tossed her auburn hair over her shoulders. She pulled the scarlet satin robe closer. You pulled your finger away from my mouth, and moved it down to your clit, spread apart and exposed under your other hand. You pressed your wet finger against it, rubbing it in small circular motions. Your hips arched forward, bringing your sexy muff up higher. With your lips spread wide apart, you slid your finger into your wet hole, sliding it in all the way in one swift motion. You moaned with satisfaction, and kept sliding your finger in and out of yourself. I kept driving, watching you. ”“I won?”“Yeah ... Five hundred dollars. Hold on ... I’ll get your money.”“I don’t have to go to Helena?”“Payouts less than $600 can collect from any store that sells Monster Millions tickets.”“I didn’t know that.”The clerk counted out $500 into my hand. “One hundred, two hundred, three hundred, four hundred, five hundred. There ya go ... Five hundred dollars.”“Can I get change?”“Sure. 20,40,60,80, 90, 95, and five ones.”We traded.“Where’s your betting slips?”“Gonna try again?”“Voices in my. "Leave him to me, precious. What I also want you to do for me is choosesome of his things from my dressing room. When I say 'my' dressing room,I mean the Clown's room as well, of course. Our dressing room, my littlePansy," she called up at him as she fastened her boot buttons. "The largewalnut wardrobe for a blouse, the tall wardrobe for some nice silkytrousers for him, and I'll need three pairs of knickers."Her son-in-law rocked on his toes, recovering from the blows across hisface as his.