Stephen screwed his nose. He hatedcigarettes. The taste, the smell. They were fowl as far as he wasconcerned."Yeah Mrs Brown, I hope Lucy is ok, I jus... feel that we're both betterfocusing on university at the moment," he lied awkwardly taking a gulpof your teaKathy took a long drag of her cigarette whilst looking at Stephen withher deep blue eyes. "Of course Stephen. That makes perfect sense." Shelifted her cigarette to her mouth for another drag, her long red nailson full display. "I was. Her dress had ridden up over her thighs and I was treated to a view of a tantalising white vee between her legs just above where her stockings ended as I unfastened each shoe in turn and took them off.She sighed with satisfaction as I took a big toe into my mouth and sucked it through the nylon and she moaned softly as I kissed and licked her calf before moving onto the other foot and repeating the process.This time I kissed up past each knee and she slid to the edge of her seat as my tongue. We ate,drank had a blast. i talked to her most of the night me and maureen were close i cared alot about her she was so sweet. the end of the night she needed a ride i told her i could take her, she told me she didnt want to go home yet she wanted to hang out, it was getting late i told her if she wants we can hang at my house for a little i have stuff to drink and we can talk. she was all in for that.we get to my place we talked and drank enjoying each others comapny it was nicenow i was not. By the time five months had passed without a good reason for using the Whip, Jenkins, Huskisson and the Mistress had virtually given up hope and the subject had begun to fade from their minds. The Girl had not forgotten, though, and the nearer the time came, the more fearful she got and the greater were her doubts. Could she really see this through to the bitter end!But we are anticipating - running ahead of ourselves! Let's get back to the present.Christmas was here! The Festive Season. Peace.