" How interesting," said Glynis. "It does seem an awfully posh name,guaranteed to give access to the rich and powerful?"Latimer laughed. "Maybe, but m... roots are not at all posh, I was born inthe very heart of the Black Country, cradle of the Industrial Revolution.When Queen Victoria passed through the the area by train she was soappalled by the smoke, soot and grime that she kept the blinds on thewindow down, quite forgetting that this was where the wealth of herempire was generated. I was. He had been appointed the job of getting me back to the hotel (which I was very happy about) although, I wasnt sure I would have the courage to really tell him how I felt. We had been really flirting with each other the entire day (me more than him) and in my cloudy, alcohol soaked head, I think we were talking about us when we decided to leave the beer tent. We took the sky ride across the fair instead of walking. As we were riding on the sky ride back across the fair we were finally alone. But she also felt a throbbing, hollow emptiness over what had happened with Trina, on the sidewalk in front of her apartment house. Trina had clearly been hurt to see her with Kim. That was something, of course. She couldn't be hurt if she didn't care.But Laura was certain she had lost her forever. She had dreams of Trina, some of them sexual, in which she did as she had done in real life, held the girl's marvelous breasts in her hands and sucked her huge bulbous nipples while Trina moaned and. ...”Give me another hug and let’s go. Just be ready when we meet her, I’m going to do everything but run my hand up under your dress in front of her.”“I’m ready and I’m so primed to meet her, I may scare her off, just hugging her and touching her.”“Give her a few little extra touches. If she doesn’t back away, give her a few more.”“Is that what you do?”“Yes, and even you fell for it.”“I wish I could fuck you on our way to town. I never dreamed a man could get inside my head the way you.