Everybody was quiet, they were all impressed by the past week, and looking forward to going back home. They did not say much, no-one knew what to say....It was all just so surreal in a way, the time they spent here, what they had gone through together, and now to be returned back to their normal lives. When they were almost finished with breakfast Angel came to the mansion, pushing a trolley with two large bags on it. These contained the bags with their clothes, the clothes they took off over a. A little later we went for a walk and she passed the waiter and she kissed him full on the lips and told him thank you for the service so far. When we came back to the bar area he sat us in a more secluded section said we might like it their better, it was clear they had been talking about us as we got lots of different people waiting on us. my wife lay back in the chair and let her wrap round skirt slip open showing all the way to her crutch just the glimpse of panties. the more the guys. Look I'm just a little..." Julie's face turned a darker shade of red, and she giggled softly. "I'm sorry, it's just funny." I know I missed a lot here," I pointed out, settling back into the heavy fabric."Julie really wants to let go." Trish explained."I mean, I want to let Martha, use me." Julie explained. "But if she wants..." We don't know how far she'll go." Trish agreed."Well, then maybe you shouldn't..." I started, before Julie cut me off."No, I WANT to. I mean, after what Trish told me. We had our share of heroes, we never thought they’d go,At least not Bobby Darin, or Marilyn Monroe.For youth was still eternal, and life was yet to be,And Elvis was forever in the Land That Made Me, Me.We’d never seen the rock band that was Grateful to be Dead,And Aeroplanes weren’t named Jefferson, and Zeppelins were not Led.And Beatles lived in gardens then, and Monkees lived in trees,Madonna was Mary in the Land That Made Me, Me.We’d never heard of microwaves, or telephones in cars,And.