As we left Tamsin asked if I would go back to the office with her as she'd left her phone there.We get to the office and I start searching her desk. A... search the floor around her desk she softly grabs me, pulls me to face her and softly kisses me. I instantly wrap my arms around her and pull her closer as we caress each others lips.She begins to kiss my neck as her hands slowly stroke down my body to my quickly hardening cock. She pushes me onto the desk and drops to her knees. Before I even. "I sighed theatrically and held out my wrists as if to be handcuffed. "I'm all yours."Jenny stared into my eyes and I blushed at my unintended double entendre. "I might take you up on that one day." Yes. Well. Umm." I was saved from further embarrassment as Jenny grabbed one of my hands and dragged me off in the direction of Waterloo station."Come on. I want to play the tourist and you're just the person to help me."And so we did.The London Eye was surprisingly good fun, for what was basically. Trace and Jackie realized that the music had stopped but it was a few seconds before their bodies separated.Jackie and Trace walked over to the kitchen island and the stools that would be the bar in the scene. Manny started filming as Jackie reached the island. Jackie sat on the stool, at first rather lady like, pulling her dress, (the shirt), down to keep the sides of her panties from being visible. Finally abandoning her attempt at modesty, she parted her legs invitingly and allowed Trace to. And, I have been trying.”“Well, my idea is not fool proof. But let me ask you. What is his main gripe in terms of Candace?” he said. She shrugged.“Not sure. But mainly because we never let him know she existed until after he was out and not even then immediately,” she said.“All true. But there is something even bigger underlying his thinking, at least I think there is,” he said.“And that might be?” she said.“That he has no place—thinks he has no place, no serious place—in her life. That we were.