She had a powerful, but relaxed, naturally maternal demeanor -- with black eyes, large breasts, fleshy cheeks. She had pushed several packages under t...e wooden bench, holding a basket on her lap. Facing her was a thin, weathered, handsome young man, in his mid-twenties -- dressed in an expensive, but rumpled and dusty business suit -- like he'd been wearing it for a week.He was thin, tanned, with the dark complexion of men who work outside in the hot sun. Near him, a handkerchief: his whole. When I can take it no longer I tell him "Can you just eat me out already?" I pull down my panties part ways and he removes them and throws them into the pile. "With pleasure" he responds-- I soon proceed to have my first orgasm. As I tremble with pleasure of post-orgasm he licks me out. I recover and move closer to his cock, which was clearly happy to see me. I pull down his pants and boxers to see the new toy of mine. His manlihood was even larger than I had imagined, and one of the sexiest. I close my eyes, thinkingabout the placement of my voice and forcing it up into my cheekbonesbefore I answer."Hi Aim?e," I say, using Ellen's voice. I try not to look at Iain."Everything okay?" Hi," she says. "I'm good thanks. Just wanted to see if everything'sokay with you? You know. With Vincent."I swivel sideways on the chair, crossing my legs at the thigh andchanging my posture -- straightening my back, lengthening my neck,loosening my limbs. I feel this is going to be a long call."Oh,. I have not visited this place for over seven years… I was in love then… I do not share this with her… * * * She flogs me harder… the pain begins to reach into me. I feel myself travelling in the darkness… but where? * * * ‘You are fortunate indeed to live here… it is very beautiful.’ She states then draws hard upon her cigarette, the coals glowing in the fading light. The Needles jut out defiantly into the English Channel perhaps dagger-like to the Dorset Coast. I watch the choppy waves batter.