He will be there to pick you up on Friday.” she followed.“Okay, love you too.” Alexis said, hanging up.She turned to me and leaned her head back...on my chest where she had been before the phone rang.“Ashley will be here Friday, you need to pick her up at six from the airport.” she instructed.I was looking forward to her vist, I hadn’t seen her in quite some time. This was going to be her first trip out here, I was anxious for her to see the house and get to spend time with her. During the day. I spread my legs as wide as they would go and let go of my pussy lips so I could unbutton my blouse and pop my tits out of my bra. I pinched my nipples hard, which just fed the fire between my legs and made me cream more. Barney very intently dug his tongue in to lick away as much of my juice as he could get. His tongue and nose battered my clit and I knew I couldn’t last much longer before I had to cum. “Ungh, ungh, ungh,” I grunted as the licking went on and on and I pinched my nipples as. I regretted having to do it, but I needed to leave the intense sun before I burned myself to a crisp. So I dressed and walked back to the hotel, leaving Miss X (was she a Brigitte, a Camille, a Genevieve?) to the gaze of the other men. All the while berating myself for my cowardice. I couldn’t muster the courage to say Bonjour to her, much less discuss my passion or our future. I vowed that if I encountered her again, somehow I would not waste the opportunity.A few days went by, and. The last time she'd been there before that, she'd graduated. The day our world ended. We ended up in the cemetery, walking hand-in-hand to Denise's grave. The fresh dirt was mounded over her and there was a simple marker until a stone could be delivered. She held me as I cried and cried with me.The house was quiet and dark when we got there and Donna silently went to my room with me, undressed me and herself, and crawled into bed with me. I mourned my loss. Denise and Rhonda. I fell asleep.