”They continued their examination of Mary. “Oh, what a beautiful clitoris!” said Jaqueline. “Yes,” agreed Fay, “that has to be Chris’ ne...t tattoo I think. I’m sure that Roger will like that.” Chris just cowered in the corner, looking resigned to his fate. Mary saw her chance. “If you like it, you can ask Paul to do yours tonight. He can do it any colour.” To her surprise, both women said “Yes, I will have to think about it.” “You cannot be done tonight, Fay, but Jaqueline can still be done. I carry on down the path looking for her. I can't see her and stop to listen for footsteps. I can't hear any but there is a noise coming from off the path just ahead. I move closer listening. It is a soft moaning sound. I spot a movement through the undergrowth and move closer. It is my gorgeous mature lady. She is sitting on a fallen tree trunk. Her blouse is undone and she is pulling on her nipples with one hand while her skirt is hitched up around her waist and she is rubbing her pussy with. I had to go past his room to get to the shower so I decided to have some fun." Wanna order pizza, " I asked as I boldly walked into Frankie's room naked. " Sure. Pick a pl- WOAH! What the fuck man? " Frankie said with a bit of exaggeration in his voice. " What? " Why the hell are you naked in my room? " Why the hell are you acting like you don't want me naked in your room? " Acting? Miles, I'm not some fucking fag. I don't suck cock. " I am. And I do. " He couldn't reply. My 6 foot jock of. Rose was totally unaware that I not only would be at the masque, I had already arranged for my costume. I would appear as Cyreno de Bergerac and my costume included an exaggerated proboscis which would effectively conceal my identity. While Rose and I had established a comfortable working relationship, she always managed to keep me at a little distance, never quite becoming friends, much less allowing anything else to develop. I was looking forward to that evening … she and I would meet as.