Rachel had spent several days at the Gallery with Winnie and was very excited about her future work. I was still troubled by my experience on Flinders...Lane and even more about my studies. I hadn't really spoken to Rachel yet. I wanted to talk to my parents – they had greater experience with these things. But I was both unhappy and uneasy. Seeing Korngold's Die tote Stadt, with its theme of overcoming loss, didn't help. I saw myself as having similar hallucinations to Paul's. And Rachel was. I buried my face in her lovely cunt and was licking her cunt like a dog.She enjoyed it and hold my hair,I drank all her juices which was flowing and it tasted with bit salt,but I liked that.We both were lying on each other for some time, with our lips locked.I have a long dream of fucking a girls ass and her ass is in a perfect shape for that.I turned her back and started to insert my dick in her ass,it was so tight as it had not gone inside.Then we put a lubricant and slowly I inserted inside. We were only 16 then. Something about him still drew me to him sexually 25 years later. I would never have told him that. I was just taking advantage of seeing an old friend in town for work and I enjoyed his company. I invited him over to the house for a soak in the hot tub and to catch up. He suggested we go skinny dipping. My husband wasn't home and it was dark out so I figured why not? Nothing feels better that hot water on bare skin and something about me trusted him. Afterall, he's never. He watched with interest as The Great Gordon began his magic boxtrick."Lo, my friends. We have many knights and princes at this party. I thinkwe need a princess! Do I have a volunteer?"After a bit of coaxing, one boy stepped forward."And what is your name, laddie?" George." Step inside, George." Paul went in, and The Great Gordon drew the curtainshut.Gordon mumbled a few words and let of a smoke bomb. "Knights and princes,I present to you... Princess Georgia!"George stepped out, somehow.