You only have one thing left to do. Follow me.”She led me into the living room and sat down. She sat back and spread her legs and smiled at me witho...t saying a word.I knelt between her knees, leaned forward and started kissing her. I started at her knees and as I kissed my way up her thighs I pushed the hem of her skirt up. She reached down and pulled her skirt up and held it out of my way. She’s wearing a tiny little lacey thong that doesn’t cover much more than her clit and her swollen. Grandma and I had our meal and did a little talking to be sociable. My mind was still seething with indignation at the way I was treated.At 5:30 I was in the suburbs watching for a specific car to show up. I could feel Driscoll getting closer. When his car did approach I took a picture using just sunlight as he pulled up in front of a terraced house. Driscoll locking the car and put the keys into his pocket. I took another picture of him entering the building with a good looking older woman. Stepping back, Carol said, "Please be careful with them. They are super-sensitive and need to be touched only very lightly. Is there a bed we can use?"She was led up the stairs and into the master bedroom where a king-size bed was the centrepiece. She resisted a gentle encouragement to lie down on it."Take my knickers off first, please," she said, revelling in her wantonness and enthralled by being able to let herself go like this.She had never behaved like this with Jeremy, nor with the. He asked me ifhe could use my mascara and I allowed it. When we went out together hesometimes wore a bra and lipstick and mascara, sometimes not. I didn'tpush the issue. Our sex was great. I wanted to raise the ante, so I took Doug to see Pierre for a makeuplesson. I didn't tell him where we were going, but his eyes got verywide when he saw where we were. Pierre took him through some stuff Ididn't know about - eyes and cheeks - he recommended that Doug piercehis ears, because he'd love the feel.