Everybody at the house all said come on open it. I didn't want to but all the peer pressure finally persuaded me to open the box. It was an envelope a...d a jewelry box. I read the letter out loud.Lindsay, if your reading this I’m gone but I wanted to thank you for your special friendship. I know it is going to seem odd, but please accept this gift from me since I was so in love with you. I wanted to tell you. I know Joe loves you too. Thanks again Love HarryI was awed by Harry’s letter. I opened. It would help wash the oil from her body before putting her clothes back on if nothing else. Standing on wobbly legs, she made her way to the chair where she had placed her neatly folded clothes and scooped them up, blushing as she felt the moisture at the juncture of her thighs start to trickle down her legs. Quickly she made her way into the bathroom and closed the door behind her. She shouldn’t have been surprised really, but the bathroom was as palatial as the rest of the spa, with gleaming. I didn't even know why I got off on her watching, but I did.I didn't put on some full-blown show for her, but a simple one to give her a thrill. All the while, Ryan kept his hands on my head, and Gemma could still see my breasts too. I wasn't sure if she genuinely liked that or not, but I'd find out by the time I got him to shoot."Well, Gemma might give good head, but you're still better, Greta, I promise. Yes, maybe I checked out her thong, but I love you, and I did love her too. You're the. She pauses, picks the pen back up, chews on its end, and then puts it back down. She unzips her jeans and pushes them and her panties halfway down her thighs so she can rub herself. After about 30 seconds of rubbing, she stops and pulls the panties back up. She picks up the pen again. She looks at her paper for a few seconds but puts the pen back in her mouth and swirls her tongue around it sexily. She then puts down the pen, pushes her jeans and panties all the way off and widens her legs so.