They both healed fast, although the sheets had some ink on them the first night. It was difficult not to scratch, and they both had thin scabs, which ...tched all the time. Bob was due at nine o’clock, and they got dressed, and did their makeup. Mary did not have much to do, of course. Her face looked much more natural now that the colour had started to settle, although the colour on her nipples was still very obvious. Mary went downstairs to look in the hall mirror. As instructed, they were both. " I wheezed. Hey, I'm an artist, I'm allowed to overreact. "Here, sit down. I'll get you a glass of water." She hurried me to one of the s**ttered boxes, pushing me down gently before rushing off to the kitchen to fetch a glass of lukewarm water. When I landed softly on the box, I felt something bumpy underneath. Reaching my hand to capture the offending object, my eyes grew big with shock. It was the diary; Jeanie's diary! Almost dropping the notebook on the floor in my hasty fumblings, I. I was just dozing off to sleep when I became aware that the adjoining door was open and sitting on either side of my bed was Amy and Sarah, one of them said, “We wondered if you were still awake and wanted to give us a foot massage???" I turned my bedside light on and to my amazement I found Sarah dressed in just a Black bra, g string, stockings and heels, Amy was in a red Basque and black seamed stockings and heels and beneath the sheet I was naked with a cock now playing tents. Sarah placed. The swell was gaining momentum; I knew it would be a good ride. Just relax, wait for it, let the wave do the work. Just a bit more, he slid in, I popped up, wrapped my legs around him, perfect, right on the sweet spot. I was on, he was in, deep, committed. For now, I was rushing the face, almost like falling, speeding down, getting ready to edge a turn and carve the wave.My hands reached behind him, grabbed and pulled him further into me. This was no cruise; it was a full on rush of a ride and.