At twenty minutes of twelve, Madame Danglars, tired of waiting, returned home. Women of a certain grade are like prosperous grisettes in one respect, ...hey seldom return home after twelve o'clock. The baroness returned to the hotel with as much caution as Eugenie used in leaving it; she ran lightly up-stairs, and with an aching heart entered her apartment, contiguous, as we know, to that of Eugenie. She was fearful of exciting any remark, and believed firmly in her daughter's innocence and. Ideal. But, for authenticity, one guy couldn't manage that alone, could he? Two guys with Carrie? That thought quickly gathered momentum. How would that strike her? In Craig’s cavorting mind it was becoming very appealing.Craig was pleased with the look on Arch's face when he put the idea to his friend. He started by telling Arch of his suspicions about Carrie, and about her cooling off."Couldn't imagine her being so bitchy."Craig told his friend of his dream of watching her with another man.. They were bothwrapped, from head to toe, in gigantic white towels similar to my own.“Hi”, I said, still reeling from the shock.“Hi”, they both said in unison, as they went to sit down on the higherseat of the sauna.“Sorry for barging in on your relaxation, Alan. I didn’t think you’dmind some female company”, explained Katy.“That’s all right; make yourselves comfortable”, I replied.Once they’d settled, Katy explained her presence. “They ran. As she held the gorgeous boot in her hands, she brought the entry up to her nose and deeply inhaled the scent which pervaded it's confines, drinking in the rich beautiful aroma of Janet's odour along with the fine leather scent. Her mind and senses swam in euphoria. Janet bent her now bare stockinged leg down and with her foot started to massage Angela's moist pussy, gently prodding and penetrating her cunt with her big toe.Angela's eyes closed and moaned feeling the soft nylon foot make love.