“Sure, why not?”“Good. I need to get back to my friends. See you Sunday morning in the lobby at 9:00am.”“See you then,” I agreed.I finishe... my drink and headed back to the hotel. I stripped off the shirt and rinsed it in the sink, and realized that my arm was sticky, so I took a quick shower, then hung the shirt to drip dry in the shower. I wasn’t tired, so I put on shorts and a t-shirt, and pulled out my PowerBook 540c and started writing in my journal.I wrote about my time in London, and as I. ‘Tess, you have a pen and paper? I need to make a list. I gotta make a run up to a hardware store for a few things.’ ‘There’s some in my nightstand,’ I say. I panic. ‘No, wait,’ I yell. I’m frantic. I run into the bedroom. The drawer is already open and Ben Sheppard is holding a black eight inch dildo that’s been sitting untouched in my nightstand drawer for the past year. He turns his head and gives me that mischievous smile of his. Damn it, Danielle. Yes. I blame Danielle. About a year ago,. We each drank two glasses of the cabernet. When we were finished, Sally said, “That wine really went to my head, but I want one more.” We decided on two glasses of port. We returned to my apartment in time to watch “Casablanca,” which by fortuitous chance was playing on the HBO channel. When we were inside, Sally said, “I feel drowsy from all that wine. I don’t know if I want to stay awake for the whole movie. I think I will get into my pajamas.” She. .." she whispered, "He'd better walk out of here with a smile on his face." Please Mistress..." whispered Catherine, but she was totally ignored."Matt, it's time you became a man. Catherine here is just the woman to do that. Her body is not only beautiful but lithe and supple -- and she fucks like a snake!"Catherine's eyes met those of Matt, both mouths open in shock at the frankness of Alexandra."She's hot, Matt and she enjoys screwing young boys like you, so enjoy her. She's yours for the.