She stood in the shower trying to piece together her feelings about the evening. Aside from her shock at seeing Scott again, Gia didn’t know what wa... going on with her. Her head spun with images of his face and the memory of his smile, and each time she thought of his touch, a shiver ran down her spine. He was so much the same, and being with him had made her feel that she was 18 years old again, naïve and flush with dreams of happily ever after. Snapping back to reality, Gia frowned. She. That’s what I tell the wife when when we go to London but she keeps telling me to wait until one of them bendy single deckers comes along. I tell her that I don’t want to see it come out of her mouth.”Beaver and I were were still stood there with our legs apart and slowly fucking ourselves with the bottles.“Okay girls, that’s enough, we don’t want you to squirt all over the audience but you can show us the rest of those little bumps that you’ve got on your chest. Hang on you guys at the back,. A cheer was raised and we headed for my kitchen where we hit the wine. I quickly caught up but my good lady passed out so that Eamon and I had to carry her to bed. We stripped her off and rolled into bed before going back downstairs and discussed Jills body. A tiny bit overweight, feminine and gorgeous says I. Eamon agreed but was very clear that it lacked a 'fun gun', as he called it. We laughed and joked for a while then he tried to kiss me.'Whoa there mate, not my thing. Sorry', but hugged. "Culpable as ever." I really am serious darling. I don't know what's got into me. Ever since Morocco it's like I can hear every tick of my body clock. I need this so much it hurts, but..." I lifted an eyebrow questioningly as she paused."I can't do it without you, and I'm so frightened that you won't want to do it with me. You've never ever talked about wanting children, and you've got so much on, and..."She was getting wound up, over-talking herself in her effort to convince and reassure me.