" I assume by 'entertain' you mean I should go to one of the rooms and have sex with them." Anna said."Good lord no," he laughed, "nothing so mundane....What I want is for you to go out there and circulate. My guests will decide the "where's and how's" and I doubt any will wish to waste time going up and down to a room." Surely you can't mean she should let them have sex with them in front of everyone!" Mark gasped."Of course I do," Wellswood half smiled, half smirked, "what I am proposing is. Trish looked up, her eyes wide and a little red and reclining the chair slightly she opened her shirt exposing her little bee stings, she smiled as she pulled her skirt up exposing the gusset of her white cotton panties, I was already feeling a twinge in my shorts and a bulge was quickly appearing.“Oooh sir, it this ok sir? I don’t mind catching sun sir” she sighed and she obviously had enough of the smoke as she put it down and closing her eyes she smiled, “OMG sir, feels so good sir” she. I glanced to the front door and saw my overnight bag, packed and ready to go to my hometown for a house party that I had been looking forward to for weeks. It never happened, it was all just a really intense and very realistic dream. I fell to the floor, realizing that the night of my dreams was nothing more than just that, a night of my dreams. I wept knowing that it wasn’t real. It broke my heart that it was fake. I couldn’t decide whether or not to go to the party, it could never live up to. No one would describe Consuella as beautiful and it seemed she almost wentout of way to appear stern and plain in her simple black dress, black hose,sensible shoes and her dark hair pulled back into a tight bun. An unkind observer would say that Consuella was a little overweight and hernose was elongated with a slight hook at the end which, at times, gave herthe appearance of a calm and thoughtful bird. A kinder observer would simplysay that Consuella looked like a servant – a housekeeper, a.