“Your hair is so beautiful” she said, taking ivory combs from the bag. She piled the shimmering, copper curls on top of Magda’s head to bare her...neck and shoulders then poured a pool of scented oil into the palm of her hand. She sighed and chewed her lip as Alexandra’s hands ranged over her shoulders, arms and breasts, working the oil and blood evenly into her smooth flesh with exquisite tenderness.Lingering over the erect nipples, Alexandra leant forward and brushed her lips up Magda’s throat. As we slept until the following morning I woke to find Joyce still asleep, I slipped my fingers into her pussy slowly rubbing her clit; Joyce sighed and opened her legs slightly so my fingers could go deeper.I massaged her clit; as she kept sighing as her back arched and she orgasm again, Joyce got up and bent over to pick up her clothes revealing her pussy and the arse ring what a sight it was too and I had made up my mind that is what I wanted and was going to get it at all costs. I got. For a moment shecradled it like a newborn. This was her ray of hope. A chance to becomestrong again.It took her a lot of will to let go and instead to try wearing them. Sheopened the zipper on the side of the boot and slowly inched her leg in.It hurt but also felt heavenly as her skin glided over the smoothmaterial. Warmth flared over her calf and eagerly she pushed furtherinside.Strength returned to her as she closed up the zipper. This was it. It wasworking. Quickly she grabbed the other boot. ‘So, what caused you to become friends with Tim after all this time?’ ‘Actually, I’m not sure I should tell you.’ ‘Why not? Tim and I have no secrets from each other.’ ‘Well, perhaps he should tell you himself.’ ‘OK, then,’ she said, sounding disappointed. ‘Well, let me just say that we found a common interest while we were in the showers.’ She laughed, saying, ‘Now I understand! Like mother, like son, eh?’ Jack laughed too. ‘That’s right! Talking of Tim, shouldn’t he be home by now?’ ‘Yet.