Anyway, meet at my office a bit before noon. Be smart, be relaxed."I told Patrick what Winnie had said. He agreed. "You need variety. The Nicholson is...part of Sydney. The Gallery is where you've been working. Unless you want to work for a sales gallery, there's only the MCA here. Oh, I guess the Museum ... but that would mean working for dad."On Friday we went to the opera – Verdi's Don Carlos. I loved it, especially the duet between Carlo and his friend Rodrigo. But the scene with the bass. My finger slid easily into her wet cunt. I rubbed at her pussy then traced up to her clit. Oooooh Gill squirmed. I took my finger out and licked her pussy juices from my finger. Mmmmm you taste nice and you are so turned on at the moment you naughty woman. Gill just gave me a wicked smile and picked up her drink. We sat there looking at each other making small talk about Gills fantasies. We heard them before we saw them. Then the door bust open and in came these burly men laughing and jostling. The dinner was prolonged but not boring. It was ever so stimulating to be treated like a woman, and I ate up every second of the experience. But, alas all good things come to an end. Before I knew it, it was nearly eight.Steve asked me if I was going to take the next day off. I told him that I really wanted to.He smiled and then said that if I did not have to be in early, why not go to his place for a night cap?He made it sound so reasonable, that I agreed. It was only when we got out onto the. They ask where i live which is about an hour and a half away and suggest i stay the nyt have a shower and get dried, i thank them as they show me the bathroom to get sorted, i run the shower getting undressed i am alerted to feeling like im being watched,i look round semi naked as im brought a towel feeling their eyes wandering over my body im nervous,they smile with a glint in the eye turn and go.the hot water feels good scorching my cold skin tired and exhausted i close my eyes, i hear a.