She had chosen a traditional black pair with back seams and little diamond shapes just above the ankles.I choked a breath in as she bent over, her pus...y, pink and unmistakably moist was on show. Not a wisp of her blonde hair was left.Hearing my gasp, she turned, grinning toward me, “Nice look, eh. I saw Maggie shaving last week, and I thought it looked so hot.”Dumbly I just nodded, my eyes fixed on her slick pussy.Stepping to slip into the other pair of pumps, she took my hand, turning me. Let them have this moment alone. They have taught her so much this morning.She comes into her bedroom and sees Donald sitting in the bed waiting for her. It is now only ten o’clock. They do not currently have access to the massage table, but does she have time to show him at least a start of what she has learned?She winks at him and goes back to the bathroom for some lotion. No, not warm oil but it will work for a start. She comes back and sits beside him on the bed and tells him to roll. Ugh. The one benefit was that she got up really close to me. I put my arm around her and she got her head into that nook right between my shoulder and arm. She laid there for the rest of the movie. When the credits came on, she looked up at me. I took my opportunity and kissed her softly on her lips. She accepted me with earnest and kissed me back. I opened my mouth and pressed my tongue against her lips. She parted them and let my tongue in. She pulled back after about 40 seconds and just. The being was humanoid - but so bland and featureless as to defyaccurate description. He was the sort of person you'd forget - even as youlooked at him. "Mr. Styles, I'd welcome you to Purgatory - but, unfortunately, I can't." "Purgatory?" Jack asked. "You mean... limbo?" "Mmmm... not exactly. This is the waiting room for people who's soul isperfectly balanced - like yours. Usually, we would give you a chance, in atrail, to defend your actions in life - then you would be sent to.