He hurried to the side of the door, keyed in the code, and waited impatiently for the door to rise. He wanted to get back to his room so he could thin.... His initial idea for what to do about Richie had gone up in smoke when Melinda had beat him to the punch. He had thought of asking Cassie to peek into Richie's life through her dreams and find the proof he needed that way. But once Cassie had admitted her discomfort with it, he couldn't bring himself to ask.Now he was back to square one.Jason. "Oh Mike you didn't tell me it was going to be people I knew! I don't know if I can do this, what would Trudi think of me and Karl is..." Mom, there's nothing you're going to do to Trudi that she isn't going to do to you, and Karl, what ... he's my age? He's with his mother? There's nothing you and Karl are going to do that Trudi and I aren't going to do. So number one, the only thing Trudi is going to think about is if she is having as much fun as you are; two, all Karl's going to worry about. Whitney began moaning in pleasure as her feet continued to be worshipped."Your feet are very pretty," I commented."MMpphhh!" Whitney replied enthusiastically and appreciative of thecompliment.I continued to kiss her feet for a few more minutes before turning myattentions elsewhere. I stroked Whitney's nylon-clad legs; working my wayup to her thighs."MMppphh! UUmmppphh!" she moaned with increasing urgency.I slipped my hand beneath her skirt and touched her."MMppphhh!" she screamed in delight. I sat on a sofa with a large glass of wine, I was wearing a blouse and black trousers . The evening continued to chug along nicely when someone suggested party games, one of the young guys then said he just wanted to get me under the mistletoe, so you fancy Dawn then do you , fancy a snog with her do you , well Im sure she will oblige my manageress said, go on she said give him a kiss for gods sake, I was literally dragged under the mistletoe and went to give young Brian a peck on the cheek,.