“Would you like to come in for a coffee or soda Ben?” she asked… and of course I obliged!Inside her spacious apartment, Clarissa guided me to th... couch and disappeared for a while, saying that she was going to fix some coffee, but the vision I saw when she came back into the living room, damned near sent my nuts blasting through the ceiling.There she was, in nothing but an oversized purple satin bathrobe, tied loosely at the waist. “How much more did you want to see of me Ben?” she spoke. She must not have been completely out of it anymore because I heard a bit of a moan as the other girl’s arm slammed down into her head. She squirmed a little bit too. It was not a lot, but more than what had been happening as we drove. Sometime later she tried to stretch out a bit from the cramped way they had dropped her in here. The other girl also twisted around some in response. I had been fortunate that I had kept myself “unconscious” because the truck quickly slowed, turned and stopped. I. "Well that was fun. I never expected to be wearing these leggings myselfalthough from my husband's reaction I will be wearing them again." Thatgot a laugh for Barbara. "Great efforts everyone. I wondered what waslurking in your wardrobes. Now use the voting buttons I've put up andselect our winner."Barbara had excluded herself as an option and it was between Ian andLarry with the majority going for Larry."Well done Larry and all of you for being good sports especially the boysfor being so. I wasn't expecting any shagging or anything; I'm not a complete bastard. As I snuggled up behind her she sat up, and in a voice I'd never heard her use before shouted,"Get out of my bed, you bastard, it's your fault that they're dead!"I was astonished, both by what she said and by the hate and vehemence in the voice she had used to say it. I knew it would be a waste of time to try talking to her, so I got out of bed and went downstairs and slept in an armchair in the sitting room. Occasionally.