Rachel’s son, Brian, and Emily had known each other like brother and sister. Surely he would not mind retrieving it for her. Shaking her head, Emily...struck down that idea. She didn’t want Alex to turn this guy into mush, either. I was out of ideas, so all I could do was give a deep sigh.“Em, just think about it tonight, and we’ll see what ideas we can come up with tomorrow. Maybe he’ll just give you the bracelet back.” I putted Emily on the back as I left her to finish getting the emotions all. "You know how that was. And, you really do have quite a bit to be smug about. I really enjoyed it." I know you did." She licked her lips for emphasis. "I did too. It was as if you were directing me, and the feeling of submission, of knowing I was pleasing you, even in a dream, was simply so wonderful that I couldn't help myself: I had to act on the dream. I don't hardly ever have sexual dreams, but this is two nights running. I think that ended well, don't you?" Very well, for me. I encourage. Let’s go.’ She got in the car, looked straight ahead, I could tell she was upset. ‘Day look, I–‘ She crawled across the center console, silencing my thoughts with her index fingers. ‘I don’t mind your asking for privacy, really, I don’t.’ I leaned in and once again we were kissing. I slid the straps of her dress down off her shoulders exposing her luscious breasts, I couldn’t wait to taste them. I kissed them both, licked around the areola until her nipples were hard little berries for me. Making sure there was nobody about I posed, leaning over the table. Steve loves my naked bum with stockings and suspenders so I hitched up my skirt to give him a good view. I looked back over my shoulder towards the camera with that girlie-mag pout, and clicked the remote. The flash told me my first photograph had been successful.A sign pointed along another corridor to the snooker room, and I followed it. Luckily the snooker room was empty. This time I sat on the edge of the table, unbuttoned.