It was for me and a guest, so I immediately invited Merilee. To tell the truth, I wanted to show her off. Who wouldn't? She was a prize beauty and I w...s the lucky guy.The wedding was on a beautiful, warm Saturday and I felt good for Pattie. The guy she was marrying looked like a stand-up guy and she was obviously in love with him if the look on her face was any indication. As we stood in the gardens of the church while the pictures were being taking, Merilee was holding my arm, leaning on me. I. I stepped down on to the hall floor and stood facing her. “Now it’s your turn, Miss Philips. Take of all your clothes.” She hesitated, then started to undress. As I watched her I saw a glint in her eye and realised she was getting excited. She stood in front of me in bra and pants. “I told you to take off all your clothes ………. but as you have disobeyed me I will remove your underwear.” I walked round behind her, my cock slipping up between her legs and undid the bra. I slid my hands round,. ....." Silkie drank some more wine, handed the bottle to Rachel..... "Rachel was the first person who pissed on me, Julian, when we were ten years old...........I drank her sweet piss, right from her body....When I was fifteen....I ate her pussy, her darling sweet puss....while her boyfriend took my virginity.......none of this is exaggeration, all true......... "Julian, we would like some more wine and that hashish you and I had the other night............yes, that night, dear...........is any. I have my lessons in Ottilie. Where born, whereschooled, where met. What that day had been like, what had been said,what worn -- although I suspect Bill had missed some of the finertouches. I learn, or guess, at when he first tumbled her, and guess,too, that he may have missed that she tumbled had him. I learn how hehad brought her here. I learn how the life they'd started weaving herestarted to unravel.Nothing direct, mind. No explication, no theory of Ottie here. A snatchof conversation,.