"Oh," she said mournfully. "I fix, no charge," she snagged the shirt quickly, made a note on my order and put a special tag on the shirt, smiling all ...he while.I felt relieved. That had been positively painless. I knew that sometimes there could be big arguments with dry cleaners, it had happened to me before I had found this nice couple with the small shop right in my neighborhood. "Thank you, Rose." No problem, Mister C. You good customer, you say we make stain, we get it out for you," she. "Marvelous! You look positively dashing!" Courtney exclaimed as I entered the breakfast room."Tom! How ever did you know to bring a riding costume?" Evelyn asked me."Well, I thought about it before coming to England. I wanted to do some riding while I was here, and so I procured the proper riding attire in case an opportunity presented itself," I answered her.John just gave me a knowing look, and continued with his breakfast. I sat and joined them for coffee. Yes, they had coffee. Courtney was. "No sex since my last with you, you understand..." She explained but I just told her to shush.She wanted to stand, but I laid her on the bed and began to undress her, kissing each new part of her that I exposed. Once her jeans came down I could do little to resist her pussy. Despite having worked 8 hours, her flow of juices made her little slit fresh. Whether those aromas and tastes of a woman when she is "ready" are part of the metaphysical lure for a man to mate with her are imagined or. The barter session was done in no time. Ellenspent the last of her Mexican cash on the souvenir. They had to get acrossthe border today or go hungry.She skipped back to their room in a hurry to show her prized memento to herhubby. As she entered their room, she had a smirk on her face.George was laying on the bed enjoying his morning off and resting for thetrip home. Seeing Ellen's smile, he was immediately wary, "What's up El?"She kissed him sweetly and put the shopping bag she was holding.