I was surprised, and rather disappointed, to have received no letters from Mimi Renoir for several months. We had kept a regular correspondence during...my time at Taunton, but I had no news from her since moving to Bridgewater in November. However, the severe winter the continent was suffering had severely disrupted travel and communications, and I assumed, hoped, her letters were en route but delayed.I gave Madam Whipcrack’s a miss for several evenings. Truth to tell I needed the rest. My. After a few strokes, Tom drifted his hands forwards and upwards, encouraging her to rise up, stand on her rear legs, using her front paws resting on the bed to steady herself.She pushed back with her rump, arching her back, keeping a nice smooth straight run in & out of her vagina, which was now a well lubricated, warm, silky smooth tunnel, with excess warm cat cum slowly dribbling and creeping down Tom’s legs. He brought his hands once more around Sarah’s underbelly, raising them to cup her. David was very happy and comfortable with Sue. The next morning Sue asked David if he could help her fix the door knob. They took it apart and Sue decided it couldn't be fixed. She said they would get a new one and to throw the old knob out. This left a three inch hole in her door which David thought was perfect - an even better view. Aunt Sue was thinking the same thing. With the entire day off they had a leisurely breakfast and sat on the deck talking about what they could do in North. I sat back into the car and checked on my sister - she slept tight - so I decided to better take her to the hotel first.I didn't thought about James maybe being mad at me. I stepped into the room with my half way asleep sister on the side of my arm. She slipped off her shoes and immediately fell down on the bed. James looked at me in silence - trying to read my mind. He looked mad - but also like he didn't want to get mad on me again. "The money is fake," he only said. "I know" I replied..