As I lay there, distractedly stroking my pussy lips, I thought about my dream, and a wicked, bizarre plan began to form in my mind. It was absolutely ...razy, unthinkable. If I made a mistake I risked losing for ever the love of the one person who mattered more to me than anyone else in the world. Yet I couldn't stop myself wondering whether the alcohol had lowered Gran's inhibitions just enough to drop a bit of a hint to her lesbian granddaughter.I couldn't meet Gran's eyes at breakfast that. The one who had spoken stood still a few seconds, observing the Femaron. When the officer felt confident, the Femaron was not about to do anything rash, he moved his eyes to his wrist watch. ‘I am going to have to ask you to stay where you are for two full minutes, Femaron,’ the Officer said without taking his eyes of his watch. ‘What is going on?’ Femaron Baglian asked. ‘Standard procedure,’ the Officer replied, ‘we will only need you to stay right there for one minute and forty-seven seconds. Well, at least that explains that.Breakfast continued as normal, until Harry suddenly felt a pressure on his crotch, causing him to spit out the piece of bacon he was chewing. Luckily, he managed to pass it off with the excuse that the food went down the wrong pipe. It was at this point where he looked down under the table and saw a cute pedicured foot with red toe nails slowing dragging its way up and down Harry's crotch. Harry lifted his gaze up and saw Cho licking her lips sensually while. ” “Let's do that, and then we can go eat,” he said. ** “What's wrong,” Hunter asked about forty five minutes later. “I was just thinking,” I said. “What?” he asked. “It occurs to me that this is only the second time in our lives we've been in a room alone together. There were always other people around. Do you suppose that anything would have happened if we'd been left alone in a house back in the day?” “What makes you ask that?” he asked. “I suppose it could have happened, but it didn't. I.