I jumped and focused to find Dymphna sitting on the bed and the duvet rolled back which i probably did myself in my sleep.She satthere slowly stroking...my leg. I figured you could do with a cup of tea and a tablet for your head but you look fine from what i can see. She appeared totally relaxed as her hand moved up and down getting bolder and closer to my ballsack every stoke. I lay not knowing whether to respond but I went for it moving my hand towards her left breast which lay beneath a deep. Then let me give you ahand . . ." But Lisa . . . please listen to me . . . let me explain . . ." I tried toplead, but her eyes only burned with hatred. "Shut the hell up youbastard! . . . or shall I say . . . you bitch?!"The smug look on her face said a thousand words as the statuebegan to glow once more."No! . . . Lisa! What are you doing?!" Just putting the shoe on the other foot" she laughed. "This wayyou wont have to go through all that trouble to get your handsdown some girls pants!"All. I decided i would nip to the loo and on the way back i found the guy walking over to me, he asked if he could join me and offered to buy me another drink.I happily took up his offer and asked for the same again.He told me his name was David he was 42 years old and worked with in an officeThe conversation flowed and we flirted with each otherI found him very attractive,charming and sexy and started to imagine going to bed with him.He kept putting his hand on my leg and gently stroked me between. Having wrestled the heavy trunk and his overnighter to the head of the sidewalk steps, he paused to catch his breath. Looking down to the car, he saw Mandy in the back seat with the other young woman. She appeared to be doing something under the other's skirt. "Well, get used to it, chum," Jason told himself, and huffed slowly down the stairs. He got the trunk loaded, and as he got into the drivers seat, he noticed an audible panting coming from the back seat. When he looked in the rear-view.