" I knew she was disappointed.I made a call home. "Is Dal's old 544 still running?" I asked Rikki. I could hear the baby in the background."Send it to...France," I said. "Arras ... we'll run the Classic." Wendy? Would racing through the Pas de Calais and the Somme Valley work?" What would we drive?" Dal's old 544." It's at home." Rikki is shipping it to us," I said, "We have to pick it up in Calais ... Friday."I got kissed again."We can stay in an Arras hotel. We'll have time to explore the city. There was a pond out back with a walking bridge over it and lots of goldfish in the water. Out back further was a playhouse for our children in the shape of my underwater castle and brightly painted. Inside the house our bedroom looked like it had been designed by one of the Disney artists themselves. We even slept in a waterbed that was full of ocean water.Ariel had asked me not to go to the bar that night so that I would be eager to see her on Sunday and to make love to her. I took that time. Her aroma was strong and pungent and arousing. I inhaled deeply and felt my pussy leak more fluid, wetting the bed. I used a finger to explore her inner lips, find her secret opening, and uncover and tease her clit. At this last, she jerked and cried out as though hurt. But I knew it was the shock of being touched in this most sensitive spot. Her clit was peeping out from under its hood and seemed swollen. I blew gently on her open pussy and enjoyed the shiver that this brought to the. " Her smooth advances caught me off guard and I got a little tongue tied, but managed to tell her I lived nearby, to which she replied: "that is not necessary, I have a nice hotel suite next door." We went to her room and fucked for hours, but she was insatiable and asked me if I would like to join her back at the bar, to try to pick up another guy. She told me she liked being watched and asked if I would enjoy watching her fuck another guy. I was very excited by the idea and joined her, going.