Chris began lathering Carmen’s body. “This is fun,” she said and began rubbing gel onto his chest. “Oooh -- look at all the suds from your che...t hair.”Chris embraced her, transferring suds from his chest to hers. He began working suds onto her breasts, stroking them from front to back and pulling on her nipples. He took the bottle of gel and smeared some on her legs. He ran his hands up and down her thigh, then he slipped his hand between her labia. Gazing into her eyes he began stroking her. "Oh yeah," Debbie said, projecting a tiny sense of sadness. "It opened about six or seven years ago."Debbie saw me reacting to her sadness and she intentionally sent out a small feeling of happiness to me. "Sorry about that," she added, when she realized that she was "leaking" her emotions. "I never realized that I did that." I never knew you did it until William pointed it out. I remember feeling something about it in Aimee's mind, but I thought it was just the fact that the two of you had. Next is what I am sure will follow.Jaq suggested that it would be nice to meet Ian one evening for a drink. I messaged Ian who was very keen to meet us. We arranged to meet halfway between where we lived. We decided to meet in Guildford, Surrey, at The King's Head. Jaq and I arrived just after seven, on Saturday evening. Ian pulled up before we had left the car. We made our introductions and retired to the pub. We all got on really well and Ian was very attracted to Jaq, he had seen her. The drink was good. A little salty but very tasty. Halfway down the glass Faith watched Lucia fire up a smoke. She noticed a man sitting atthe bar, watching them. It made Faith uneasy. He was a Negro. She mentioned it to Lucia and pointed him out. To Faith's utter amazement Lucia smiled broadly and waved at the man, then motioned for him to join their table. "Thanks for telling me, honey. That's Buck. He's a pilot in Dirk's squadron." The Negro officer brought his drink and came to the table..