‘Well, just as long as you don’t wear flowers in your hair, I guess you’ll be fine,’ the other said, causing them both to giggle. The one name... Gladys continued, her voice full of innuendo, ‘I’d wear flowers in my hair around Mr. Andrews any day.’ ‘Gladys!’ her friend exclaimed. ‘Oh, now don’t tell me you haven’t noticed how handsome he is? I think he’s the most divine man,’ she continued, her voice dropping to a whisper that Victoria had to strain to hear, ‘I’ll even admit that I’ve had more. When Wendy reached her own orgasm, she relaxed her ass enough for me to pull out. The three of us collapsed in a heap and lay quiet for a couple minutes. I was glad I hadn’t come, since I was still ready for whatever we decided to do next.We lounged around for a while rubbing and admiring each other, the ladies admiring my still hard and erect staff; my wife especially was surprised, since waiting to come was not a strong suit of mine. After a couple minutes, Wendy untangled herself and got off. .. (He picks it up and begins reading.)April 4--Today we received word from that Kyosato Akira had been killed. Though I can hardly believe it, I am filled with regret that I did not stop him from leaving. Now-- Kenshin (thinking): Kyosato... so that was her fiance's name. I've heard that name somewhere before.(Suddenly, he remembers the young man he killed in Kyoto, and his last word: To... mo... e.)Kenshin (thinking): I killed him! I was the one who killed her fiance--I stole her happiness. She reaches into her waistband and adjusts it just so. Boom, the whole little bald pussy is staring at me. I can see it weeping moisture. So close yet so far. I want to believe I can smell her little cunt from my seat. She has one of those long and thin pussies, the kind with very little meat on the lips. Hairless and white, the little clit tip is protruding a good inch. Oh, my aching cock. If I sat up and reached out I could touch her little cunt. Bet we're only four feet away from each other..