"What's the matter Rick?" I asked after Bill and Wendy disappeared behind the inner door to Bill's room."It's my own fault," he said. "I'm the one tha... wanted to swap, to see her with another man. Now I'm afraid I might have lost her." What are you talking about?" I said. "What did she say on the elevator?"Rick explained, "She thanked me for talking her into this, said she love having Bill and was looking forward to spending the night with him." As Rick told me this we could hear moans coming. So he pushed himself up from the dirt beside the road, and took a look around. It was pretty bright outside, and Eddie found himself shielding his eyes with the palm of one hand. It was an unconscious gesture, and one which resembled a friendly salute to the world-at-large."Our first order of business, should be getting you cleaned-up, Eddie," Sven suggested in his slow, baritone voice. "Your whole back-side is wet with mud and dirty water." Is it?" Eddie asked as he reached back with a probing. “You can't really turn round in it though when there's two in it can you?” Mick suggested.With that Lucy spun round to demonstrate and as she did her dress strap caught Mick's shoulder and the right hand side of her dress dropped off her right tit, exposing it completely.“Oh my goodness” she whispered as she slowly pulled it back up, but making sure Mick had an eyeful, “ I'm so sorry Mick” looking him straight in the eye.“Don't worry” he said “If you don't mind me saying, you have the most. She and Emily probably met here in the stables and talked most evenings. They were probably real friends. No wonder Ms Florence knew about me from when I first helped Emily and we began to spend time together. No wonder Ms Florence knew all about the tree-house. No wonder Ms Florence had been sufficiently motivated to plot to prevent Emily’s engagement to David Ross. The only remaining question was, just how much did Emily know about Ms Florence’s scheming?Emily composed herself again. She.