We had talked on the phone, chatted about the usual things that one speaks of when getting to know another, and had decided to meet. We first spoke on...a Sunday, I believe. We met that Monday. Was it quick? Yes. Do I regret it? Not one single bit. I finally found a parking spot, thanks to her direction, the city being what it was, a jumbled mass of one way streets and double parked cars begging for a ticket (no thank you). The parking garage was three away from being full, but I made it. I. Since then, well, there’s been no time. Now’s the time he should be going in. And you. Talk to Jack.”“Your friend Jack? From the scrap yard?”“Yes. We served together.”Suddenly everything dropped into place in Lucy’s mind. “You were both part of the underground,” she whispered. “How long?”“Almost from the beginning. Before even Peter Lester.”“Does Mum know?”“No. And she’s not to know. I want to keep her safe. She,” he paused and smiled wryly. “She might not truly understand. I think she would,. After licking around there I went near her pussy and to tease her went to her legs without attending to her pussy… slowly I reached her pussy lips…oh what a smell with the wetness it had… I slowly parted her pussy lips and gave one lick on her pussy… she went mad and so did I. I inserted 1 finger and started finger fucking her… then 2 then 3 fingers… this went on for some time and she was moaning slowly…Then I took a sweet (milk sweet like rosogulla) from fridge and i kept it over her pussy… I. “Well, we’re here now. Why not?”“Should make that bore-fest a little more tolerable when we get back.” He pulled a swizzle stick from a box, slipped it into her cup, and held it out to her.Rae stirred her drink, and Eric poured his. He used what little remained in the first bottle, and added the whole of a second to his cup. After a quick stir, he held up his drink and said, “Cheers.”“Cheers,” she echoed, and then tapped her cup against his.They both drank, and then Rae blew out a long,.