Then without realizing it, I found myself climaxing as tiny, little explosions of sensual joy filled my mind over and over again. It was like watching...diwali fireworks display, except it was going on in my head.Explosion after explosion shook my body, immersing my in such pleasure, I lost contact with reality and floated in the thick luxury of pure sexual indulgence. On and on I floated, not having a care in the world as my mind was being overloaded by the sensual bombardment. This blissful. Marlowe is pleased…she knows that he likes bells.” She said in a low voice. “I am pleased, little one.” I said, smiling at her. “Thank you.” And I really was, although a bit too heavy in my mind, they were beautifully made, and the thought of her wearing them stirred something in me that was indescribably erotic. “Will Mr. Marlowe put them on?” She asked in that same voice, her eyes lifting to meet mine, at the same time lithely stretching, lying on her back, raising a leg and offering a tiny. Ford," he said. "Sit down, Sean." He gestured toward the pair of chairs in front of his desk.When we had both settled into our chairs, he steepled his hands, the tips resting lightly against his moustache, as he gazed at me with an expressionless face. I felt fidgety, but I concentrated on sitting still, wondering why he didn't begin.Finally, he dropped his hands. "What can I do for you, Sean?"Now I was confused. Certainly he wanted to yell at me, tell me what a dunderhead I was, a troublemaker. “Kelly, you want to sit in on this with me? I love this shit! Getting to make deals like this by myself, after all these years.” Meghan said.“I’d love to. I’m looking forward to being part owner of a nudist resort,” Kelly said, as they all took off up the drive together, even Francine and Maren.“Murphy, I kinda like this, letting the women folks buy a place for us all to get naked, and be with our friends,” Jonas laughed, as we sat and sipped our whiskey in the cool breeze of the pines.“Sure is.