She has gone back to screwing her eyes up, the tears forming slower this time, but still there leaving glistening trails down her gorgeous face. I rep...at the swipe of my tongue, pressing more firmly and moving more swiftly each time, until my tongue slips between her lips, tickling inner lips and perhaps the edges of her little openings on the way up. All I get for this is a slight tensing in the legs and pelvis accompanied by the slightest gasp. I draw back then, reaching down with my thumbs. Her face under the braided blonde hair was that of an angel, with large, impossibly blue eyes and shaded by dark blonde lashes. Her fine nose and her kissable mouth were in the dreams of Lemdalen's men, and the younger men soiled their beddings at night thinking of those long legs and what lay between them.Alas, her beauty and her rumoured noble pedigree had gone straight to her head, and at best she was aloof. On bad days, she was one of the worst shrews for miles around, second only to her. “Michael is not coming. I’m Michelle, but we have met before”.She opened her mouth, to scream, or to say something, I’m not sure which. The next words out of her mouth hit me as a stack of bricks falling to a concrete floor. “Yes, I remember you. It’s a pleasure to meet you formally”, she extended her hand. I shook her hand in a daze. Was this really happening? Was she really okay with Michelle? Now it was my turn to open my mouth to scream, only for nothing to come out.“Wow, you are a. He got up and laughed at me, as I went to the bathroom and changed from my costume to my bath robe. I used the cleaner to clean my face of the make-up. I took a shower and changed into some of my comfy P.J.’s. I went out of my bedroom to find Jeremy sitting on the futon watching TV. I sat down beside him and layed my head on his shoulder. ‘Welcome back sweetheart.’ He kissed my cheek. ‘Thank you. So what are you watching?’ ‘Nothing of intrest. Just waiting for you.’ ‘Now why would you be doing.