.. high. It was cocaine. I did some lines with my boyfriend, Kirby. He was celebrating his latest promotion at Exxon. He’s moving in, just so you kn...w. That’s why you had to go right then. Look, I’m getting a job with him and starting over. I just want to make sure that we’re ... good. Sorry I shot you, but ... well, you were trespassing now that it was my house instead of ours,” Elaine continued to show fuzzy logic.“So, you were high then, are you drunk now? The only reason that I don’t sue. As John sat down he ordered them both a martini. Emma loved that he had ordered for her and they laughed and flirted through their cocktail. As John stood to order another round of drinks, Emma slid her room key across the table, and suggested he bring them up to the room. John knocked and was nervous as Emma opened the door. She was naked apart from her shirt, half unbuttoned to show her full breasts and toned stomach. John admired her tanned and slender body, he could see her smooth pussy. He thought the black lace underwear would get to you, that you'd think I'd have planned to wear it under the dress for him later, in his hotel room. It was funny in a way - after Michael and I rehearsed the first time, I had to take that dress back too for a smaller size. He didn't think the first one was tight enough. It didn't open far enough to show my breasts when I unbuttoned it." You grabbed his cock before you left." We were hugging - I could feel his erection against me, and I just put. The ocean breeze puffs the curtains into the room. The doors lead to a second story, screened balcony. It runs the width of the house and I see another set of doors off the adjacent master bedroom. It has a view over the top of the pool enclosure to the Atlantic. We are less than two blocks from the beach. Mary retrieves my helmets from the boys and sends them on their way. She looks up at me and says, ‘We usually sit out here and drink wine in the evening before dinner. I don’t think we will.