Maybe if she knocked on the door, maybe if she asked very nicely,they would let her drink it, lick it up, let her have one more sweettaste of it just ...o get her through the night. June had told her to stayin her room, and who knows what she'd do if Carlos disobeyed, but in thatmoment she was willing to endure any humiliation for the chance at justanother drop of that glorious elixir. She hefted her breasts off the bedand stumbled to her door, but no matter how she tried, it refused toopen.She'd. ‘Hi Bob. I haven’t seen you around here in months. Where have you been keeping yourself?’ Bob answered. ‘Oh here and there.’ Then he said. ‘I want you to meet someone.’ Pointing to Carol he said. ‘This is Carol. She’s a very good friend of mine.’ Then he introduced the man. ‘Carol. This is Red MacKeithan. He’s an old friend from high school. Pull up a seat and sit with us a while.’ ‘Glad to.’ Said Red. By then several other people had gathered around the booth. Bob had to stand up and shake. Just as I’d guessed, she didn’t need any real support from the bikini; she was still young enough to possess natural gravity resistance. Her nipples were perfectly placed, with unexpectedly huge areolae that made me briefly wonder if some lad had already knocked her up. I didn’t care. They were a fucking gorgeous sight. There was just the slightest hint of tan-line from the bikini - like most of the local girls, she’d clearly spent some quality nude time on a sunbed. Underneath her right breast. " She didn't reply to that, just gave me a tight cuddle back and an enigmatic smile."Some storm eh! I bet your Angel was hiding in your bed last night. Mr P if I'd been down here last night I 'd have been there right beside her." I gave her a sharp querying look at the implications inherent in that statement.It's damned hard not to be aware of Jocerlyn when she enters an area; she is almost a major natural occurrence. The other two girls swept out of my bedroom, (why my bedroom?) and pulled her.