"All right?"Clover nodded and closed her eyes. "We can't have you tearing our owner to shreds with your razor claws."Rose kissed her again, passion an... desire roaring to the front. Clover clung to her and returned it every bit as fierce. When Rose broke the kiss, it was only to move down to Clover's throat, then the place between her breasts. Clover leaned back to give her access, but when she started to raise the hem of Clover's dress, the darker-haired girl cried out, "Wait!"Rose looked up. With Ben singing to himself in the back, Steve set off to Gatwick airport. It was a smooth drive, and even with a stop for breakfast, they were at the airport in plenty of time to meet the flight. The two of them played little games of I Spy as they waited until the arrivals board clicked over to show the passengers from Florence were about to come through.Steve looked at the photo on his phone which the agency had sent through. It was a bit fuzzy and Steve hoped he would be able to recognise. She reached behind, unhooking her bra then hesitated a few seconds. She gave a resigned sigh, then removed it, tossing it onto the sofa. “There,” she said.“Very nice,” Mary said, “nice and big and heavy, they sag a bit but nothing wrong with that, men that like big tits accept that they will sag. Now the panties.”Esme gave another sigh of resignation as she hooked her thumbs into the waist of her panties, pushing them down. They dropped around her ankles, she stepped out of them and picked them. ‘I’m leaving now, I wanted to say bye, and I want you to know I meant what I said last night, I can not come back anymore.’ He replied–a simple reply– ‘OK.’ I babbled for a while, asking if I had anything of his to return and vice versa because I did not want to have to return to this place. I looked at him for a moment and stared at this man who I loved with a passion deeper than even I realize sometimes and asked ‘Would you like a hug before I go?’ Stupid of me, I love self-loathing and being.