Used to be closer. I’d say about 15 or so miles away now.” I thought and shook my head. Whichever compass directions we were in, Gaynor and I must...be close. She obviously thought the same thing. “Trouble is, Richard, if you and I are both known there, that rules it out as a meeting place. If we decide to meet, that is?” I nodded to myself. “Suppose it does but I’m sure we can work something out.” Gaynor laughed again and spluttered. “Sorry, Richard,” she finally said. “That was one hell of a. She was taller than me and more solidly built.“She took a swig and then undid my shirt buttons and removed the shirt. She sat down on the chair, so her eyes were at the same level as my cock. She ran her hand over the bulge, which was pretty fucking enormous at this point, and said ‘My God’ or something, ‘you must be excited. Have you ever had a woman before?’ I shook my head. ‘Well, don’t worry, I’m a great teacher.’ She wasn’t bloody joking. She pulled my jeans down and off, and felt. ”Cue another round of laughter. “Almost, but not quite as much as me,” Jill grinned as she corrected her friend, causing more merriment.After the laughter had died down, Charlotte looked thoughtfully at my wife. “What I don’t get, sweetie, is what it is you really want. Hell, I’m not sure you even know yourself.”“I think you’ve hit the nail on the head, Char. The last few weeks have been such a whirlwind. So exciting, but also so confusing and more than a little frightening. I’m really not sure. ‘What?’ Benita asked in confusion. ‘You’ve come to start your grand lesson, no?’ The old woman asked with a warm smile. ‘We . . .’ Benita started to reply but fell silent, not sure how to answer that question and not sound like a nutcase. ‘We were walking by and . . . noticed your shop so we thought we’d come in,’ Carmen answered with a touch of nervousness in her voice as she glanced around the shop. ‘You heard the call, didn’t you?’ The old woman asked both Benita and Carmen in a direct.