‘…eighteen minutes ago. To two hundred people who are still choking on their coffee about it.’ ‘Sorry.’ ‘Sorry? You are sorry? Sorry doesn...��t begin to cover it. I am saving your arse because you didn’t think before clicking ‘send’.’ ‘How?’ I was really worried now. How could I live this down? If that email wasn’t erotic it came very close and now…’ I broke out into a cold sweat as I thought of some of the people who would see that email. It wasn’t even an attachment. I’d cut and pasted into the. He said nothing, but watched her toss the last crumbs, then the chevrons of water as they rippled behind the ducks as they followed a passer-by. The sun had completely set, and the stranger still sat beside her, commenting on the water, ducks, warmth of the breeze, the way the leaves stirred gently. She listened, wanting to leave, but feeling frozen in place. Once, she tried to get up, but he pulled her back with a gentle yet firm tug on her sleeve. So she sat, silent, hoping he would tire of. ..Suzanne commented, as she giggled with Stormy doing the same to her,"the soft lips feel pretty interesting and he is quite talented!"as Stormy's searching tugging lips moved across her tightly stretched and deeply unbuttoned thin semi-sheer shirt and her own braless nipples, which were now clearly hard and visible against the thin shirt. Like Kate, Suzanne had the tails of her shirt tied up under her breasts.Stormy, thinking he had detected a sugar cube, intently worked his sensitive lips in. Too high and too fast."After finding the guest house car park, Anne quickly went round andsigned in. Helen started to unload the suitcases."Got the keys. We have two rooms: one with two singles and one with adouble and single," said Anne."So, how you gonna work that?" asked Helen."The girls and I will take the larger room while you and Edward have theone with two singles."They all went in and made their way to the rooms. As they unpacked, Annetold the girls where they'd be sleeping."You girls.