" My blood was still coagulatin', but, I'd get there. Just a thought, a flash of light, of sound, of sight."Look, boy. My string, again. I even combed...my pussy out for you, little Cully-boy. Then I set the string so you'd see it. Look."No longer coagulatin', my blood rampaged."No, it's not my period. I swear to God. I've been so wet, so moist, I didn't want to mess up my new panties that Tommy bought me. Should I tug and pull, or, would you like to tug and pull?" I'll do it. Please?" Okay, you. Bret is leaving the next weekend to go home, his training at the Navy base is completed. Fred will be here 2 more weeks before going home to Australia . My husband had it all planned out the guys were supposed to show up at the cabin at 10:00 AM. 15 minutes before they were supposed to show up my husband texted to both of their cell phones that he was called in to work and had to leave and we would have to plan it for the next weekend. He also texted that I was still at the cabin and my mother. We passed through the cloister with its vaulted ceiling, through a heavy carved oak door into the coolness of my study. The garden is completely shrouded from the outside world, but the study offered an unlimited view through patio doors of a landscaped, terraced rockery, that lead eventually, to the street. If patient enough, it was possible to see people walk along the pavement some fifty metres away.I let her hand go and watched as it dropped to her side lifelessly. The whites of her. He inhaled deeply. The heat was overwhelming. All-powerful. His eyelids closed. They soon re-opened when Didi spoke.“Heaven, isn´t it?” Her words floated over to him.“It is as close to my vision of paradise as I am ever going to get,” he replied thoughtfully, ”though if I had one complaint, it would be that somebody could turn the thermostat down a couple of notches.”“Nonsense,” Didi forcibly replied, raising herself up on her elbows. “This heat is wonderful. It´s so,” she paused and looked to.