I explained to them that the robe was a bit short for me & i wanted to save my modesty,"we can't have you siting there in that wet towel"said Glenda"S...san go into the bedroom & see if you can find anything in our wardrobe that will fit David".as Susan went off Glendagot up & poured us some more drinks & as she lent over to hand it to me i could see right down her blouse at her tits which were in a white lacy bra,Susan came back in with a pair of pnk silk french knickers which she handed to. Somehow he sensed she was going to slap him, and her hand was halted midair, Damon pinned both her wrists with his strong hands against the wall, never leaving her soft, wet mouth. She moaned in protest against his mouth when she felt a muscular thigh wedging itself between her legs, making he unable to shut them against him, even if she wanted to. When he cut the kiss they were both breathless. ‘You will pay for everything you ‘ve done, bitch,’ Damon leaned to whisper hotly into the pink shell. More chatter and steps on the stairs led me outside where I encountered two young subalterns on the landing, busily undoing their buttons. I showed them my pistol and ushered them into the room with the sleeping major. I tied them to opposite ends of the wench's off-used bed, went downstairs and had a drink."You ruined a good day's trade," said one of the ladies I had rescued from British ardor, the one I had labeled Camille."Might'a made a crown, even more," said the other."I'll make it up to. "She giggled and my co-workers smiled. "You should hear him. And I have 'im playing Mozart." Last time I looked, Mozart didn't write any banjo parts," Jennie said. "I know a bit about music. Maybe that part escaped me." No, you're right," Jo said. "But I gave him sheet music for the harp part of Mozart's Concerto for Flute and Harp and asked him to try. He's actually doing it. Pretty impressive." Oh, really?" Jennie said. "I'd almost want to hear that." Not ready for prime time," I said. "Jo is.