"So, how do you feel about the tournament," I asked as subtly as I could on our drive back to Portland.She turned to me. Looked at me for a few moment..., shrugged, then turned back to gazing out the windshield.I was about to rephrase the question when it dawned on me she was lost in thought.It took her a few minutes before she said anything."Did you mean it?" Did I mean what?" I asked, not knowing what she was referring to."About being with me for a lifetime. You said that, you know, back in. Of course, we can talk about all of this at another time. I know Jimmy told you nothing will change between us and from what I saw this afternoon once you got home, your hot little cunt is open for action. So tomorrow at lunch, it will get fucked by many.And speaking of tomorrow, I want you dressed in your little bra and panties that are dated along with the thigh highs that match. You and Jimmy can walk to school together if you want, but once you get to your whore circle only you will be in. Is almost as if she knows what I am trying to do and quickly changes it to throw me off track. At times I think she likes toying with some of the staff members and from the looks of it I am one of those.“no my apologies, I was trying to rush out I should have waited” she tries to explain.“please, after you,’ I say reaching over and opening the door for her and I hold it in place and let her walk in front of me. I do love the view from the back! WOW, that is a very very very nice view. Maybe one. She knew I was mildly annoyed but justified the trip as we’d not had a city / mini break for ages. Over the next two week the plans were made. Helen was going down to London on the Friday night by train. We would stay at the same hotel, meet Joe on the Saturday night then the three of us would travel back together on Sunday.We left home at nine planning to be at the Copthorne hotel in Kensington by lunch time. Helen called us in the car after breakfast having planned a session in the gym, sauna.