Daytime TV sucks, she thought to herself. One more show about dumb women that love prisoners and I will scream. The clock showed 7:30PM, she was stil... unsettled about the ad and now the weird phone message. Her imagination was peaked; she could not get the caller’s words out of her mind. Taking a deep breath, she got up, walked into her bedroom, and opened the closet. “OK,” she thought. “I’ll go take a look, and then leave.” She had no idea of what to wear; she usually wore dress clothes to. They were both such practised and perfect lovers. I was in ecstasy. I had cum after cum. Gary just stood there spellbound as we changed positions over and over.We went on for ages, but to finish Bob took me from behind while Linda and I sucked each other's tits. Then, as Bob was getting close to cumming, Linda's tongue went all around my ears and neck and shoulders.It sent shivers down my spine, and Bob and I came together. He didn't pull out and shot his load right up me as my pussy was. “Tomorrow is a school day for both of you, so I want you to get ready for bed in half an hour – and when the lights go out, I want you to sleep. No chatting to all hours of the night. Understood?”“Yes, mummy!”“Yes, Frau Doktor!”Col watched my mother leave and then looked at me and asked, “Wenn wir auf Deutsch sprechen, wird deine Mutter es nicht verstehen?“ (If we talk in German, your mother will not understand?)“I don’t think so. I’ve spoken to her about her German and she told me she only had. Now, the only example of my work that you’ve seen is on paper, isn’t it?” “That’s right – the park plan.” “Well, if you like, we could go for a drive in the country, to a winery I know where we could have lunch and a drink and you could see something I designed, all in one go. How do you fancy that?” Having showered and dressed, they were soon in Sarah’s Mercedes SLK, bowling along the Main North Road out of Christchurch, the car roof lowered, the sun on their skin, the wind in their hair,.