I go back to bed at eleven o’clock that morning. Blissfully I fall asleep. I sleep like the dead, by the way. I don’t dream. I don’t know why. H...mm. Whatever. Dreams are overrated any way. Around two o’clock I wake up. I feel surprisingly refreshed. I hear a thump outside my door. It’s the superintendent. He left two things. My copy of the Ottawa Sun newspaper, which I’m subscribed to but forgot to pick at the entrance. Why? Um, I came in quickly this morning because I didn’t want the. " No way," he stated. "Shouldn't you just go to one of your girlfriend'shouses and do that." Well, I wanted to spend some time together little brother, but Ifigured we'd never be able to agree on what to do. It's just a littleharmless fun. If I win, I promise not to tell. Besides, are you afraidyou're going to lose?"His ego got the better of him. "Of course not. Last night was fluke. Idefinitely wouldn't lose to you," he said, falling right into her trap."Well then you should have no problem. "That's the whole idea. We're having a meeting in the middle of nowhere." There's got to be two hundred people here," Tom said.The view out the window of the plane when they had been landing had shown him a lot of people milling around. It looked like a three-ringed circus. There were three helicopters parked on the ground, two jets, fifteen SUVs parked everywhere, a couple dozen trailers, and a few tents."They're our crew." It looks like a zoo out there. That's not exactly keeping a low. You are wearing a short tight black skirt that just covers your bum. A pair of black stockings with high black heels. A white tight blouse with a black bra that's a size to two small so it squeezes your breasts. you can feel my hard cock prodding your arse as I pull your skirt up to see the matching black lace panties. I put my hand over your panties and rub your cunt over them. I can feel them getting soaked with your wetness and push the gusset in to you as the wet fabric rubs your clit your.