With a clerkyelling, ?That?s going on Miss Barbie?s bill?, Bob ran back to CastleBlarney and into its dungeon. In the dungeon Bob found a mirror shin...ng agreen light.?Come out you filthy bastard! Seamus O?Shanty I am calling you out!?demanded BobThe mirror shimmyed and shook and then spoke, ??Tis not the place nor thetime! Nor ?tis this the old west you bleedin fool. Back to Blarney Hotelaway with thee. To room B09 at midnight you will await for me.??I am not going to a hotel room for a. The next morning being washed and rushed down to breakfast, the fact mythey could not get hold of my school to enquire about my suitcase andthey continued to refer to me as a girl. Of how my penis was excited whenwe went up stairs for me to change. Of Carolyn stroking me once againtill I came in my panty and of how was I dressed in exquisitely feminineundergarments and petticoats and a pretty dress.Mom said, "What a wonderful experience for you my darling, it must havebeen so heavenly." Yes. Lesa was as described: Cute face, a bit petite height-wise, with perky tits, and nice cleavage. Her short, blonde hair begged for me to pull it. It didn't take long though, before we were in the back seat of my car – groping and grunting. Lesa pulled my cock out and started stroking it while my hand was down inside the waistband of her yoga pants, with one, then two fingers, inside of her pussy. We were like two teenagers at a drive-in movie. Fortunately, it was a Sunday morning, and no one was. “I had them both naked and they were both great. We fucked away on the loading dock for a while before the men returned. I loved watching the looks on those guys faces and they had to know their wives would never be satisfied with them again. Is this too much information?”I looked at my partner and she raised her eyebrows, “Okay?”“Here’s another memory. You’re going to love this one.“She, Ms. Jamison, was the dairy inspector from the state who helped write the rules. Very strict she couldn’t be.